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ran
UP.TO.DATE nARrrznnisRs’ eu1os
O!
threats
of hell
and hopes
of
paradise;
One
thing at
least
is
certain: this
life flies.
.__-_-_-_-_
‘
Say.
why
did
Time
His
glass sublime
Fill
up
with
sand
unsightly.
When
wine.
he
knew.
Runs brisker through
And
sparkles
far
more
brightly?
i-i___.
May
we kiss
whom
we
please.
'And please whom we kiss.
Here’s
to those who’d love
us
If
we
only
cared.
Here’s
to those
we’d
love
If
we
only
dared.
I
But
I
now
will
propose to you
the
toast that
best.—
is