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Better beams without stars
Than stars that don't shine;
Better wine without jars
Than jars without wine!—Bodenstedt
Hands around, then, all together—
Glass to glass, and let them chnk—
Glasses clink!
Care is dead and folly reigneth;
Fill again and blithely drink!
Fill and drink!—Ernest S. Simpson
He is not drunk who,from the floor.
Can rise again and drink some more;
But he is drunk who prostrate lies.
And cannot drink or cannot rise.—Eugene Field
So, when that Angel of the darker Drink,
At last shall find you by the river-brink.
And, offering his Cup,invite your Soul
Forth to your lips to quaff—you shall not shrink.
—"Rubaiyat"(Fitzgerald translation)
I used to know a clever toast,
Butpshaw! Icannot thinkit—
So fill your glass to anything
And,bless my soul,I'll drink it!
—WallaceIrwin
Here's to life: entered with a protest—endured on com-
pulson—and left with a sigh.
—John Ernest McCann
Here's to Miss Fortune—may we always Miss her.
Here's to Dame Fortune—may we meet and kiss her.
—John Ernest McCann
To a newly-wed pair:
May your troubles be only little ones!
To the Star-spangled Banner, oh,long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the hrave!
—Paraphrasing Francis Scott Key
Here's to our enemies who openly fight us
And a curse on false friends who secretly blight us!