The old disappears, and the new taikes its place. I wrote out "When in disgrace.." from memory about 4 months ago, and it's now on page two or three, with a lot of other "poems that remind you of Jack and Ennis."
Sincere apologies, Twistedude. I didn't realize you had already posted it. I haven't been here long and I guess I was just swept away by the romantic atmosphere that pervades BetterMost. I should have done a search before posting. I am so impressed that you quoted it by heart

. Sadly, I cannot make that claim. It was a case of cut and paste for me

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I've just had a quick look back at previous posts and can't locate the following poem anywhere. Apologies if it's already been posted. It's called "The Passionate Shepherd to His Love" and was written by Christopher Marlowe (1564-1593). I can't help but hear Jack's voice here, cooing gently in Ennis' ear, as they cuddle-up together by the campfire at night. Note the references to shepherds, mountains and rivers - even roses (stemmed or otherwise

LOL). But the most poignant and relevant line for all of us here must be, "Come live with me, and be my love." It is so reminiscent of Jack's plaintive entreaty, "What if you and me had a little ranch together somewhere, little cow and calf operation, it'd be some sweet life":
"Come live with me, and be my love;
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies;
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair-lined 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.
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."
Kerry