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T heir whiteness on the sea,
Nor time, nor tide, nor death shall
bring
Forgetfulness to me!''
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TOAST TO HOPE.
' 'Here's to the young bird of Hope,
with its plumage of Truth,
That flits in the noontide of life 's
e:trly spring ;
It hath a season so brief in the gar-
d ens of youth
.
That flowers but once feel the rush
of its wings. ''
*
TOAST TO THE POLITICIAN.
' ' If
a n ation hath not goodness then
it never can be grea.t,
For there's nothing like to v irtue iu
the b uilding of a state.''
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Here's to y ou, my clear,
Auel to the dear who's not here, my
dear;
But if the clear who ' s not here my
clear,
Were her e, my clear,
I 'cl not b e drinking to you, dear, that 's
clear.
*
TOAST TO THE AMERICAN NAVY.
Every time our navy sinks
The enemy 's ships, fill 11p the drinks.
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''My r espects, sir. ''
..
"Happy, happy, happy pair;
None but the brave, none but the
brave,
None bi1t the brave deserve the
fair. "