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Song: To Celia  (1616) 
by Ben Jonson
from The Forest, 1616


Song: To Celia[]

To_Celia_by_Ben_Jonson_-_Poetry_Reading

To Celia by Ben Jonson - Poetry Reading

Drink 1 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 honouring thee,
As giving it a hope, that there
  It could not withered be.
But thou thereon didst only breathe,
  And sent’st it back to me:
Since when it grows, and smells, I swear,
  Not of itself, but thee.


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