The Nymphs Reply to the Shepherd（1 / 2）

Walter Raleigh

If all the world and love were young,

And truthevery shepherds tongue,

These pretty pleasures ightove

To live with thee ahy love.

Ti drives the flocks fro field to fold,

When rivers rage and rocks grow ld;

And Philol beeth dub;

The rest ps of cares to e.

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields

To wayward ter reg yields:

A hoongue, a heart of gall,

Is fancys sprg, but sorrows fall.