Marlowe’s swain bestows caresses <br />And promises on shepherdesses. <br />Clasps of amber, young lambs’ fleeces, <br />gay gloss of gold, once told, impresses. <br />Pretty lass her love professes <br />‘til he his poverty confesses. <br /> <br />Herrick carelessly expresses <br />the surest secrets and successes <br />of courtship and polite addresses <br />with damsels in diaph’nous dresses. <br />He feeds them filberts, kids’ tongues, cresses, <br />in silver streams they steep fair tresses. <br /> <br />Compare these themes to Cecil Lewis, <br />‘side sour canals his soul digresses, - <br />chance employment’s dour duresses, <br />the docks’ dark entries and egresses. <br />Come care, wreathed wrinkles, deep distresses, <br />work wasting woman’s lovelinesses. <br /> <br />Sir Walter’s earnest warning is <br />As good as any other guesses. <br />Barren lords and Baronesses <br />slumber soon in tombed recesses. <br />As Time arrests vain pride, prowesses, <br />the moral is: mistrust mistresses!<br /><br />Jonathan ROBIN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-live-with-me-and-be-my-love-parody-iv-resum-christopher-marlowe/
