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Ben Jonson (1572-1637)

Song to Celia


              1Drink to me only with thine eyes,
              2      And I will pledge with mine;
              3Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
              4      And I'll not look for wine.
              5The thirst that from the soul doth rise
              6      Doth ask a drink divine;
              7But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
              8      I would not change for thine.

              9I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
            10      Not so much honouring thee
            11As giving it a hope, that there
            12      It could not withered be.
            13But thou thereon didst only breathe,
            14      And sent'st it back to me;
            15Since when it grows, and smells, I swear,
            16      Not of itself, but thee.

Notes

1] This song is little more than a skilful cento of quotations from the love-letters of Philostratus, an obscure Greek sophist. Cf. Philostratus, Letter XXIV: "Drink to me with thine eyes only. Or, if thou wilt, putting the cup to thy lips, fill it with kisses, and so bestow it upon me."

8] change for: give in exchange.

9-12] Cf. Letter XXX: "I sent thee a rosy wreath, not so much honouring thee (though this also is in my thoughts) as bestowing favour upon the roses, that so they might not be withered."

13-16] Cf. Letter XXXI: "If thou wouldst do a kindness to thy lover, send back the reliques of the roses I gave thee, no longer smelling of themselves only, but of thee."


Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
Published by the Web Development Group, Information Technology Services, University of Toronto Libraries.

Original text: Ben Jonson, The workes of Benjamin Jonson (London: Will Stansby, 1616). STC 14751.
First publication date: 1616
Publication date note: from Epicoene
RPO poem editor: F. D. Hoeniger
RP edition: 3RP 1.154.
Recent editing: 4:2002/4/3

Rhyme: abcbabcb


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