...shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee, and be thy love. But time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage, and rocks grow cold ; And Philomel becometh dumb, And all complain of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning...

...Raleigh's to Marlowe: the relentless intrusion of time on that endless neo-pastoral May: But Time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold. Had joys no date, nor age no need, the pastoral appeal would convince. What is then interesting is...

...mundi tradition: If all the world and love were young, And truth in every Shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee,...Rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come. But could youth last, and love still breed, Had joys no date, nor age no...

...shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love. But Time drives flocks from field to fold; When rivers rage and rocks grow cold; And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields:...

...shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasure might me move To live with thee and be thy love. But Time drives flocks from field to fold, When rivers rage and rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields;...

...the Sheepheard. If all the world and love were young, And truth in every Sheepheards tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee,...to fold, When Rivers rage, and Rocks grow cold, And Philomell becommeth dombe, The rest complaines of cares to come. The flowers doe fade, & wanton fieldes,...

...THE NYMPH'S REPLY If all the world and love were young, And truth in even' shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee,...rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields, To wayward winter reckoning yields;...

...yeeldes" (9-10). Her description is not merely possible but inevitable in the temporal world of events: "Time drives the flocks from field to fold, / When Rivers rage, and Rocks grow cold" (5-6). Ralegh's "anti-lyric" follows Marlowe's form throughout, even in his final stanza's recognition...

...printed in England's Helicon, takes up some of the shepherd's promises and then proceeds to deflate them. Time drives the flocks from field to fold. When rivers...rocks grow cold. And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come. In stanza three, the nymph argues that flowers and meadows give way to...

...shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy Love. But Time drives flocks from field to fold; When rivers rage and rocks grow cold; And Philomel becometh dumb; The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward Winter reckoning yields:...