Song to Celia II
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,
No so much honoring thee,
As giving it a hope that there
It could not withered be.
But thou theron didst only breathe,
And sent’st it back to me,
Since when it grows and smells, I swear,
Not of itself but thee.
Ben Jonson
1572-1637
February 9th, 2009 at 1:56 am
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April 24th, 2009 at 3:25 pm
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December 16th, 2009 at 10:01 pm
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