Nor shall our cups make any guilty men: But, at our parting, we will be, as when We innocently met. No simple word, That shall be utter'd at our mirthful board, Shall make us sad next morning: or affright The liberty, that we'll enjoy tonight.

-Jonson, Ben
  Epigrams,'On Inviting a Friend to Supper'.

I remember the way we parted, The dayand the way we met; You hoped we were both broken-hearted, And knew we should both forget.

-Swinburne, Algernon Charles
  Poems and Ballads,'An Interlude'.