Raise Your Glasses and call up the truth and wisdom of all of the Brave Celts who have gone before:

The Toasts of Ireland

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May you be poor in misfortune, rich in blessings, slow to make enemies, quick to make
friends, but rich or poor, quick or slow, may you know nothing but happiness from this
day forward.  May the face of every good news and the back of every bad
news be toward us.

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Like the goodness of the five loaves and two fishes, Which God divided among the five
thousand  men, May the blessing of the king who so divided be upon our share of
this common meal.

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May the road rise to meet you may the wind be always at your back the sun shine warm
upon your face the rain fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again may God
hold you in the hollow of his hand.

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May the roof above us never fall in, and may we friends gathered below never fall out.

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May the strength of three be in your journey.

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May peace and plenty be the first to lift the latch on your door and happiness be guided to
your home by the candle of Christmas.

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In the New Year may your right hand always be strong

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St. Patrick was a gentleman who through strategy and stealth drove all the snakes from
Ireland here's a toasting to his health. But not too many toastings lest you loose yourself
and then forget the good St. Patrick and see all those snakes again.

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May there be a fox on your fishing hook and a hare on your bait and may you kill no fish
until St. Brigid's Day.

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The health of the salmon and of the trout that swim back and forward near the bulls mouth
Don't ask for saucepan jug or mug down the hatch drink it up.

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Here's to you and yours and to mine and ours and if mine and ours ever come across you and
yours I hope you and yours will do as much for mine and ours as mine and ours have
done for you and yours.

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May you have warm words on a cold evening a full moon on a dark night and the road
downhill all the way to your door.

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May there be a generation of children on the children of your children.

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Here's that we may always have a clean shirt a clean conscience and a
guinea in our pocket.

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Here's a health to your enemies enemies.

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Here's health and prosperity to you and all your posterity and them that doesn't drink
with sincerity that they may be damned for all eternity.

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Rye bread will do you good Barley bread will do you no harm, wheaten bread will sweeten
your blood, oaten bread will strengthen your arm.

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May you live to be a hundred years with one extra year to repent.

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May I see you grey and combing your children's hair.

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Health and long life to you, the woman of your choice to you, a child every year to you,
land without rent to you and may you die in Ireland.

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The health of the salmon to you a long life, a full heart and a wet mouth.

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May the grass grow long on the road to hell for want of use.

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May the lord keep you in his hand and never close his fist too tight on you.

~*~NEVER AGAIN THE BURNING TIMES~*~

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