[00:14.287]Drink to me only with thine eyes[00:20.787]And I will pledge with mine[00:27.896]Or leave a kiss within the cup[00:34.663]And I'll not ask for wine[00:40.739]The thirst that from the soul doth rise[00:47.522]Doth ask a drink divine[00:55.179]But might I of Jove's nectar sip[01:01.256]I would not change for thine[01:22.208]I sent thee late a rosy wreath[01:28.724]Not so much hon'ring thee[01:35.569]As giving it a hope that there[01:41.897]It could not withered be[01:49.256]But thou thereon did only breathe[01:55.890]And sent'st it back to me[02:02.967]Since when it grows and smells I swear[02:08.935]Not of itself but thee[02:34.419]The thirst that from the soul doth rise[02:41.061]Doth ask a drink divine[02:48.685]Drink to me only with thine eyes[02:55.295]And I will pledge with mine