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Drink to me only (Traditional)

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Contributor: David Newman (submitted 2008-07-09).   Score information: Letter, 1 page, 66 kbytes   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Cross posting by Art Song Central.
Editor: Philip Legge (submitted 2006-01-15).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 98 kbytes   Copyright: © 2006 Philip Legge
Edition notes: Included in the TUMS Busking Book. Score begins on second page, after Alle psallite. Minor revision 28 May 2006 to reduce file size.

General Information

Title: Drink to me only
Composer: Traditional
Lyricist: Benjamin Jonson (1572 – 1637)

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SAB
Genre: Secular, Aria

Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Description: Poem first published after March, 1616, in the poem "To Celia"

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Original text and translations

English.png English text

1. 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.

2. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, not so much honouring thee;
As giving it a hope that there it could not wither'd 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.

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