Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I'll not look for wine.
The thirst that from the soul doth rise
Doth ask a drink divine;
But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
He is saying that a kiss is all he wants; he will have no need for an intoxicating drink. 
 It is worth noting the succinct language that Ben Jonson uses, mostly monosyllables, but full of meaning. 

Song To Celia