Lyrics Traditional: Drink To Me Only With Thine Eyes - Laura Wright

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 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.