WEHMAN BROS.' NEW _BOOK OF TOAST_s .,
When going up the hill or Prosperit:!' ,
lll"y
you never
m~et
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frumd comlllg down.
Among the things that good wine brings,
Whut is better tha n la ughter,
Tha t rings in a r every,
That 'makes better friends of you and m e?
• May we n ever know w ant till r elief is at hand.
The world is filled with flowers,
· The flowers are filled with dew,
The dew is filled· with love
For you and you and you.
Here's to our sweethearts and our wives ;
May our sweethearts soon become our wives,
And our wives ever remain our s-re1>the'4rts.
May all single m en
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be 'married, and all married m en
iappy.
H ere's to you as good as you are,
· And t o m e as baa as
i
am';
As good as you a re and as bad as I am,
I 'm as good as• you are, as bad as I am.
P\edge it merrily ; fill your glasses!
Let the bumper toast go rolllld.
H ere's to one and only one,
And may •tha t one be she
Who loves but one and ouly one,
And m ay that one be me.
May care be a stra n ger t o tne . honest heart.
May the devil cut th e toes of all our foP•,
That we may know them by
tht:irllmpll.lg.
Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter ,
Sermons and/ soda water t lfe day a h er
- Lord Byron•
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