Algy wishes all his friends a very Happy Valentine’s Day, and recites for them this famous poem Song to Celia, written by Ben Jonson nearly 400 years ago:
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.
[For the old-fashioned Romantics, Algy has found an old recording of this old English song, sung by Elizabeth Schwarzkopf many years ago.]