I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.
Richard Brinsley Sheridan
Hope
I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.
Richard Brinsley Sheridan
The Duenna. Act i. Sc. 2.
Recorded in John Bartlett’s Familiar Quotations, ninth edition, 1905 printing.