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Contents > Author > Ben Jonson > Song: To Celia 1572- 1637 Previous Next Ben Jonson Song: To Celia printer friendly version Click above to listen to this quote! or download the clip Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I'll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise, Doth ask a drink divine: But might I of Jove's nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honoring thee, As giving it a hope, that there It could not withered be. But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent'st it back to me; Since when it grows and smells, I swear, Not of itself, but thee. Read by: Jeff Kiok   Previous Next

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