[00:21.841] Drink to me only with thine eyes
[00:28.058] And I will pledge with mine
[00:36.327] Or leave a kiss but in the cup
[00:42.895] And I'll not ask for wine
[00:52.280] The thirst that from the soul doth rise
[00:59.597] Doth ask a drink divine
[01:08.134] But might I of Jove's nectar sup
[01:14.873] I would not change for thine
[01:50.462] I sent thee late a rosy wreath
[01:57.150] Not so much hon'ring thee
[02:05.213] As giving it a hope that there
[02:11.657] It could not withered be
[02:20.914] But thou thereon did'st only breathe
[02:28.811] And sent'st it back to me
[02:38.026] Since when it grows and smells, I swear
[02:45.421] Not of itself, but thee
[03:05.779] Not of itself, but thee