Song: To Celia – Ben Jonson (1573 – 1637)
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 did’st only breathe,
And
sent’st it back to me;
Since
when it grows, and smells, I swear,
Not of
itself, but thee!
to pledge: to drink to the health of someone
Jove: Jupiter, chief of Roman Gods
nectar: the drink of gods that make them
immortal
wreath: a garland
wither: become dry
swear: say a promise (sth) very
seriously of solemnly.
To Celia – Ben Johnson
“To
Celia” is a typical love lyric begins abruptly with a bold line “drink to
me”. We have no imagine in which the
lovers face each other in a moment of intimate passion. There is a passionate
appeal inviting the beloved to enjoy the sweetness of love. At the same time,
the lover observes the courtly / bold manners of complementing his lover.
The
poet asks his beloved to drink abundant quantities of love from his eyes. He
says he will ‘pledge’ with his love drinking ‘love from her eyes’. The poet Ben
Johnson magnanimously asks his lover to leave a kiss in the cup and he will not
look for. His soul wants to taste a divine drink and not ordinary wine. Even if
he is offered Jove’s nectar he will refuge it though Jove’s heavenly nectar may
assure him immortality. The poet prefers the cup of love offered by his beloved
to the heavenly wine/nectar.
In
the second stanza Ben Johnson says that he sent his beloved a garland of roses
as a token of love. It is not sent with the intention of either honouring her
or pleasing her. The beautiful roses wither away soon. He wants his beloved to
kiss the roses and prolong their life for some more time. Celia’s kisses have
such a rejuvenating effect from them. When she sends the roses back to him, it
will and spread its fragrance of Celia’s kisses. This poem is considered as one
of the best love poems in English Literature. This poem is the best gift to his
dearest Love in which Ben Johnson shows his great love to his beloved. This is
really a great loving tribute to his beloved through this poem.
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