Cocktail Recepten

[p. 120]

Een paar Engelsche spreuken.
(toasts).

Champagne for our real friends and real pain for our sham friends.

Drink and the world drinks with you,

Swear off and you drink alone.

Here's to champagne, the drink divine,

That makes us forget our troubles;

It's made of a dollar's worth of wine

And three dollars’ worth of bubbles.

Here's to common sense ‒ a most uncommon thing.

Here's to the man in the Moon ‒ the fuller he gets, the brighter he grows.

Home ‒ the place where you are treated best and grumble most.

[p. 121]

Here's to those who wish us well,

And those who don 't, may go to ‒ ‒ heaven.

To our Friends.

The Lord gives us our relatives,

Thank God we can choose our friends.

Who loves not women, wine and song,

Will be a fool his whole life long.

Here to the Triple Alliance ‒

Friendship, Freedom and Wine.

Although out of sight, we recognise them with our glasses.

In woman you’ll take youth, and seek for age in wine.