G           C    G          D7
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
    G  C   G      D7   G
And I will pledge with mine;
G          C         G     D7
Or leave a kiss within the cup,
    G    C   G   D7  G
And I'll not ask for wine.

[Verse]
    G
The thirst that from the soul doth rise,
     Em      Am    D7
Doth crave a drink divine;
G           C         G      D7
But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
  G     C   G      D7  G
I would not change for thine.

[Verse]
G           C      G     D7
I sent thee late a rosy wreath,
G      C    G     D7 G
Not so much honoring thee
G         C    G         D7
As giving it a hope that there
G        C   G     D7 G
It could not withered be;

[Verse]
    G
But thou thereon didst only breathe
    Em         Am      D7
And sent'st it back to me,
G             C         G         D7
Since when it grows and smells, I swear,
G      C G     D7  G
Not of itself, but thee.