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St. Leon raised his kindling eye,
And lifts the sparkling cup on high;
"I drink to one," read more
St. Leon raised his kindling eye,
And lifts the sparkling cup on high;
"I drink to one," he said,
"Whose image never may depart,
Deep graven on this grateful heart,
Till memory be dead."
. . . .
St. Leon paused, as if he would
Not breathe her name in careless mood
Thus lightly to another;
Then bent his noble head, as though
To give the word the reverence due,
And gently said, "My mother!"
Waes-hael! for Lord and Dame!
O! merry be their Dole;
Drink-hael! in Jesu's name,
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Waes-hael! for Lord and Dame!
O! merry be their Dole;
Drink-hael! in Jesu's name,
And fill the tawny bowl.
And he that will this health deny,
Down among the dead men let him lie.
And he that will this health deny,
Down among the dead men let him lie.
I am from Massachusetts,
The land of the sacred cod,
There the Adamses snub the Abootts
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I am from Massachusetts,
The land of the sacred cod,
There the Adamses snub the Abootts
And the Cabots walk with God.
Here's to Great Britain, the sun that gives light to all nations
of the world.
Here's to Great Britain, the sun that gives light to all nations
of the world.
First pledge our Queen this solemn night,
Then drink to England, every guest;
That man's the best read more
First pledge our Queen this solemn night,
Then drink to England, every guest;
That man's the best Cosmopolite
Who knows his native country best.
Here's to your good health, and your family's good health, and
may you all live long and prosper.
Here's to your good health, and your family's good health, and
may you all live long and prosper.
Here's to our beloved George Washington, the Joshua of America,
who commanded the sun and the moon to sand read more
Here's to our beloved George Washington, the Joshua of America,
who commanded the sun and the moon to sand still--and they
obeyed.
May the hinges of friendship never rust, or the wings of luve
lose a feather.
May the hinges of friendship never rust, or the wings of luve
lose a feather.