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Drink to me only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine.
Or leave a kiss within the cup
And I'll not ask for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove's nectar sip,
I would not change for thine.

I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
Not so much hon'ring 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.

*repeat first verse
Drink to me only with thine eyes   And I will pledge with mine.   Or leave a kiss within the cup   And I'll not ask for wine.   The thirst that from the soul doth rise   Doth ask a drink divine;   But might I of Jove's nectar sip,   I would not change for thine.      I sent thee late a rosy wreath,   Not so much hon'ring 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.      *repeat first verse