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To Celia (by Ben Jonson) Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I’ll not look for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove’s nectar sup, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much honouring 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. |
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11/1/2014 7:18 am |
You're welcome.. I may not have not much to say but know that your blogs are appreciated.. a lot. Hope you are having a wonderful weekend yourself.
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I'd like to thank you for visiting my blog and commenting on my post, appreciate it. Take care, Vivian. Once in a while, someone comes along to put you on top of the world.
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11/7/2014 2:46 am |
I'd like to thank you for visiting my blog and commenting on my post, appreciate it. Take care, Vivian.
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