1934 What Shall We Drink by Magnus Bredenbek

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What Shall We Drink?

Here's to golf—for its nineteenth hole!

Drink to me only with thine eyes And I will pledge with mine, Or leave a kiss within the cup And I'll not ask for wine.

The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine, But might I of Jove's nectar sip, I would not change for thine! —Ben Jonson Today is ours; what do we fear? Today is ours; we have it here! Let's banish business, banish sorrow. To the gods belongs tomorrow! —Cowley

Let the lass be good even if the glass is filled badly.

—Old English Toast

Give the toast, good fellow, be jovial and gay, And let the brisk moments pass jocund away! —Anon

Here's to the girl with eyes of brown, Whose spirit proud you cannot down!

—Anon

May the hinges of friendship never rust or the wings of love lose a feather. —Old Scotch Toast Let's eat, drink and play till the worms do corrupt us, 'Tis certain,"Post mortem nulla voluptas," For health, wealth and beauty, wit, learning and sense Must all come to nothing a hundred years hence. —Thomas Jordan

Then fill the cup, fill high, fill high! Let Joy our goblets crown; We'll bung Misfortune's scowling eye. And knock Foreboding down! —Lowell