Ben Jonson's poem "To Celia" was first published in a collection of poems The Forrest, included in The Workes of Benjamin Jonson (Imprinted at London by Will Stansby, 1616, p. 829; click here for the image):

                               IX.
                            SONG.

                         TO CELIA.

Drink to me, onely, with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine;
Or leaue a kisse but in the cup,
And Ile not looke for wine.
The thirst, that from the soule doth rise,
Doth aske a drink diuine:
But might I of Iove's Nectar sup,
I would not change for thine.
I sent thee, late, a rosie wreath,
Not so much honoring thee,
As giuing it a hope, that there
It could not withered bee.
But thou thereon did'st onely breath,
And sent'st it backe to mee:
Since when it growes, and smells, I sweare,
Not of it selfe, but thee.