TOASTS
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LD wood best to burn. old wine to
drink, old friends lo trust, and old
authors to read.
Ifere's to our swe-cthcarts and our wives.
}\fay our sweethearts soon becoll!e our
wives, and our wives ever
remain
our
sweethearts.
Here's to one and only one,
And that
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she,
'Who loves but one and only one,
And that is me.
Let's be gay while we may,
And seize Jove with laughter ;
I'll
be true as Jong as you,
And not a minute after.
May the juice of the grape cn1iven each soul,
J\nd good humor preside at the head of each bowl.
Life is a jest, and all things show it;
I thought so once, but now I know it.
\l\lhoever has loved, knows all that life contains of sorrow
and of joy.
He who lives but for himself, Jives but for a little thing.
Enjoy what you have, hope for what you Jack.
Thought is the lightning of the soul.
Home - the place where you arc treated best and grumble
most.
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