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 A health to the nut-brown lass,
 With the hazel eyes: let it pass.
  . . . .
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 A health to the nut-brown lass,
 With the hazel eyes: let it pass.
  . . . .
   As much to the lively grey
    'Tis as good i' th' night as day:
     . . . .
      She's a savour to the glass,
       And excuse to make it pass. 
 Here's to you, as good as you are,
 And here's to me, as bad as I am;
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 Here's to you, as good as you are,
 And here's to me, as bad as I am;
  But as good as you are, and as bad as I am,
   I am as good as your are, as bad as I am. 
 The thirst that from the soul doth rise,
 Doth ask a drink divine;
  But might I of read more 
 The thirst that from the soul doth rise,
 Doth ask a drink divine;
  But might I of Jove's nectar sup,
   I would not change for thine. 
 Here's to the town of New Haven,
 The home of the truth and the light,
  Where God read more 
 Here's to the town of New Haven,
 The home of the truth and the light,
  Where God speaks to Jones,
   In the very same tones,
    That he uses with Hadley and Dwight. 
 I, whenever I see thee, thirst, and holding the cup, apply it to 
my lips more for thy sake read more 
 I, whenever I see thee, thirst, and holding the cup, apply it to 
my lips more for thy sake than for drinking. 
 A glass is good, and a lass is good,
 And a pipe to smoke in cold weather;
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 A glass is good, and a lass is good,
 And a pipe to smoke in cold weather;
  The world is good and the people are good,
   And we're all good fellows together. 
 Ho! stand to your glasses steady!
 'Tis all we have left to prize.
  A cup to the read more 
 Ho! stand to your glasses steady!
 'Tis all we have left to prize.
  A cup to the dead already,--
   Hurrah for the next that dies. 
 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. 
 Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;
 Here's to the widow of fifty;
  Here's to the flaunting, read more 
 Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;
 Here's to the widow of fifty;
  Here's to the flaunting, extravagant quean;
   And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.
    (Chorus:) Let the toast pass,--
     Drink to the lass,
      I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.