Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! 

and, lips, O you the doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss 

A dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!
Here's to my love!
O true apothecary!
Thy drugs are quick. Thus, with a kiss, I die.