Can it be I failed to see that lust and trust share amity ? Can the love who I once spurned be the dearest man discerned ?
CLUTTERBUCK : Drink to me only with your eyes and my intoxication shall be wise . I will not stagger , nor regret a surfeit of caroused duet . Let us quaff a mellow kiss and I ’ ll be worthy , I promise . I will not reel , inebriate ,