To Celia
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.
To CeliaLRC歌词
[00:06.58]Drink to me, only, with thine eyes,
[00:10.61]And I will pledge with mine;
[00:13.95]Or leave a kiss but in the cup
[00:17.57]And I'll not look for wine.
[00:20.95]The thirst, that from the soul doth rise
[00:24.57]Doth ask a drink divine:
[00:28.10]But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
[00:32.00]I would not change for thine.
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