Come Live With Me And Be My Love Parody Iv Resumé Christopher Marlowe Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Marlowe’s swain bestows caresses
And promises on shepherdesses.
Clasps of amber, young lambs’ fleeces,
gay gloss of gold, once told, impresses.
Pretty lass her love professes
‘til he his poverty confesses.

Herrick carelessly expresses
the surest secrets and successes
of courtship and polite addresses
with damsels in diaph’nous dresses.
He feeds them filberts, kids’ tongues, cresses,
in silver streams they steep fair tresses.

Compare these themes to Cecil Lewis,
‘side sour canals his soul digresses, -
chance employment’s dour duresses,
the docks’ dark entries and egresses.
Come care, wreathed wrinkles, deep distresses,
work wasting woman’s lovelinesses.

Sir Walter’s earnest warning is
As good as any other guesses.
Barren lords and Baronesses
slumber soon in tombed recesses.
As Time arrests vain pride, prowesses,
the moral is: mistrust mistresses!