Irish Toasts
and there are wood ships,
The ships that sail the sea.
But the best ships, are friendships,
And may they always be.
May the lilt of Irish laughter lighten every load. May the mist of Irish magic shorten every road... And may all your friends remember all the favours you are owed! |
and never want as long as you live.
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and the back of every bad news be towards us.
and enough coins in your pocket to buy a pint!
of our friendship
never grow rusty.
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if he doesn’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping.
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day.
be no worse than the happiest day of your past.
The foresight to know where you are going,
And the insight to know when you have gone too far.
The foresight to know where you are going,
And the insight to know when you have gone too far.
May your smile be big and wide,
And may your pockets always have
a coin or two inside!
and your evenings bring peace...
May your troubles grow less
as your blessings increase!
Lead to happiest heights
And the highway you travel
Be lined with green lights.
May you have all the happiness
and luck that life can hold—
And at the end of all your rainbows
may you find a pot of gold.
Your heart be light,
And may good luck pursue you
Each morning and night.
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.
so that you will always have something to strive for!
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To live above with the Saints we love, ah, that is the
purest glory.
To live below with the Saints we know, Ah, that is another story! May you have warm words on a cold evening,
a full moon on a dark night and a smooth road all the way to your door Here's to the land of the shamrock so green, here's to
each lad and his darlin colleen, here's to the ones we love dearest and
most.
May you be in heaven a full half hour before the devil
knows you're dead
May neighbors respect you, trouble neglect you,
the angels protect you, and heaven accept you. I have known many, and liked not a few, but loved only one and this
toast is for you.
May mistfortune follow you the rest of your life, and never catch up.
May you have food and raiment, a soft pillow for your head. May your be forty years in heaven before the devil knows you're dead.
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