University Assignments, I Has Them

I really wonder how I actually passed the courses, let alone get good grades, with assignments completed in this key. Oh, and I remember being extremely irritated while writing this, thus the poem didn't quite get praise. Like Marlowe would care about my praise thought.

A close-up of Christopher Marlowe's The Passionate Shepherd to His Love

This poem is, I dare mention this word, a typical pastoral poem. In it, the poet glorifies nature, elevating it to a nearly divine rank - yet the poem itself is not targeted as a praise to nature, but rather, as a love verse. Here we can see the convention of the poet referring to himself allegorically as a shepherd, a man attuned to nature and wishing to introduce a certain unknown lady to his place of "dwelling" as well.

Following the major interpretation branches, this poem shows a wish for spiritual regeneration - of course, the notion is flawed with the sad reality, where nature isn't as perfect, the flowers tend to wither and the lovely tree stump that one chances to sit upon happens to be ant-infested. However, such is not shown, to make the setting more attractive to the recipient, presumably (initially, at any rate), a young impressible lass in order to join the "shepherd" in spiritual regeneration of any interpretable sort. From here, one can also discern the notion of "carpe diem", which is supposedly the invention of modern youth - as anyone with some relative knowledge of the world knows, spring and summer do not last forever, and after them, one must weather the rainy, decaying autumn and harsh winter in order to, perhaps, come back to spring. Yet, the poem makes not a single mention of such detestable things, hence hinting at it being a poem aimed for what is conveniently labeled a "fling" these days, or, in other words, a short-term relationship. It's not for me to tell if it is indeed so, but such a notion is certainly discernible throughout the text, and, as it had already been noted on the class, it would seem as though many other contemporaries of Marlowe had a similar opinion.

P.S:
The poem itself:

Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove,
That valleys, groves, hills, 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
Embroider'd 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.

P.P.S: Thanks to CC for spotting more typoes. I think I forgot to mention that I do assignments 10 minutes before leaving the house for the class.