These lyrics are from "To Celia" by English poet Ben Jonson.
Throughout the poem, the speaker prefers something that is almost nothing from the object of his affection over something that is great.
A kiss left in a cup is better than wine. He'd rather drink her nectar than that of the greatest of the gods. The smell of a single one of her breaths is more portent than a wreath of roses.
These lyrics are from "To Celia" by English poet Ben Jonson.
Throughout the poem, the speaker prefers something that is almost nothing from the object of his affection over something that is great.
A kiss left in a cup is better than wine. He'd rather drink her nectar than that of the greatest of the gods. The smell of a single one of her breaths is more portent than a wreath of roses.