Ben Jonson - The Forest Song to Celia

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Tim Graham - Pop

Ben Jonson - The Forest Song to Celia

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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 wither'd 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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  • Ben Jonson