As Celia With Her Sparrow Playd

As Celia with her Sparrow playd She took a glass unseen Her mouth she filld & while he billd She spirts ye liquor in Usd to such sweet such rosy lips He feard no treach'ry there But love & such Were too too much For one poor bird to bear Against ye Pretty fluttring fool The Mighty foes combine So down he Sunk Bewitchd or drunk By Beauty or wth wine But ere left ye Chirping cup & dropp'd the little head, The folks who guess What Birds express have told me thus he said, How use the various scenes of joy at various times to reign? Men kiss'd in one They drunk anon Then after kiss'd again. But Celia shews short life to grasp A double store of blisses, While by her Means A Bird obtains At once both Drink & kisses.