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“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.”
And I will pledge with mine,
Or leave a kiss within the cup,
And I'll not ask for wine.”
Those joys, which from the soul do spring,
The tongue can ill impart;
But from the eye may dart a beam,
To penetrate the heart.
The tongue can ill impart;
But from the eye may dart a beam,
To penetrate the heart.
Then prythee, Chloe, strive to learn
A language so divine;
Speak to me only with thine eyes,
And I'll reply with mine.
A language so divine;
Speak to me only with thine eyes,
And I'll reply with mine.
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