To Celia by Ben Johnson
b"Johnson read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to classic poetry.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nTo Celia\\n\\nby Ben Johnson (1572 \\u2013 1637)\\n\\nDrink to me only with thine eyes, \\n And I will pledge with mine; \\nOr leave a kiss but in the cup \\n And I'll not look for wine. \\nThe thirst that from the soul doth rise \\n Doth ask a drink divine; \\nBut might I of Jove's nectar sup, \\n I would not change for thine. \\nI sent thee late a rosy wreath, \\n Not so much honouring thee \\nAs giving it a hope that there \\n It could not wither'd be. \\nBut thou thereon didst only breathe \\n And sent'st it back to me; \\nSince when it grows, and smells, I swear, \\n Not of itself but thee!"