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That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield.
There will we sit upon the rocks,
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
There I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroider’d all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair linèd slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me, and be my love.
Thy silver dishes for thy meat
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall on an ivory table be
Prepared each day for thee and me.
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
For thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Then live with me and be my love.
Levi closed the book and looked at her, a half smile on his face. “Dana, will you live with me and be my love?”
“This—” she gestured to the food, the wine, the book “—all this is the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for me.”
He stood, reached for her hands and pulled her up, slipping his arms around her as he did. “Better than ‘maybe you should move in with me’?”
She laughed. “Much better.” Turning serious, she said, “Are you really sure you want me to move in?”
