[00:06.60]Drink to me only with thine eyes
[00:11.97]And I will pledge with mine.
[00:16.32]Or leave a kiss within the cup
[00:22.26]And I'll not ask for wine.
[00:30.39]The thirst that from the soul doth rise
[00:36.15]Doth ask a drink divine;
[00:42.36]But might I of Jove's nectar sip,
[00:51.24]I would not change for thine.
[00:58.41]I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
[00:59.40]Not so much hon'ring thee
[01:02.88]As giving it a hope that there
[01:03.45]It could not withered be;
[01:10.83]But thou thereon did'st only breathe,
[01:12.06]And sent'st it back to me,
[01:14.85]Since when it grows and smells, I swear
[01:18.90]Not of itself, but thee.

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.