I Sung Sometimes

I sung sometimes my thoughts- and fancy's pleasure,
Where then I list, or time serv-d best and leisure,
While Daphne did invite me
To supper once, and drank to me to spite me.
I smil-d, yet still did doubt her,
And drank where she had drank before, to flout her.
But oh while I did eye her,
My eyes drank love, my lips drank burning fire.