YOU AS DESCRIBE BY: Marlowe and Sir Walter Raleigh If all the world be thy love. When seas rage, and rivers flow cold; And happiness become truth; The rest of the world complainsCould youth last, nor age no need, Had joys no date, love them all and love we were ,and love still breed, with truth in every young soul, pretty move pleasures might give us o happiness drives the flocks from field to fold , but how really cares to come. , Is Fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall. Soon flourish, soon loved, soon forgotten,.. Thy drowns thy souls, thy life full of roses, Thy grow, thy kirtle, and thy bloom,All these in me no means nothing To come to thee and be thy love. Then these delights my mind might move To live with thee and be thy love.