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What Shall We Drink?
The daylight is gone, but before we depart,
One cup shall go round to the friend of my heart!
—Moore
To things we cherish—our friends, our books, our love, our
times, our manners and our wine!
Here's to our friends in Heaven,
Here's to our friends in Hell;
And damned be the man who kisses a girl
And then will go round and tell!
—Anon
Here's to the only true language of love—a kiss!
—Alfred De Musset
Here's to goodbyes—that they never be spoken!
Here's to friendships—may they never be broken!
Drink hearty,lads,to the hope that you may drink heartier!
Here's to Water, water divine,—
It dews the grapes that give us wine!
Here's to the stork, that noble old bird,
So needed by couples to explain the third!
To baby hands,so weak yet strong.
That tie the knot of love life long!
A toast to our host
And a song from the short and the tall of us.
May he live to be
The guest of all of us!
There swims no goose so gray, but soon or late
She finds some honest gander for her mate!
—Pope
Oh,think of the moment when conscience returning
Shall put the brief pleasures of Bacchus to flight;
When the tongue shall be parched and the brow shall be burning.
And most of tomorrow shall taste of tonight!
—Henry S. Leigh