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 crave 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 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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