IRISH TOASTS
May you have the hindsight to know where you've been,
the foresight to know where you're going
and the insight to know when you're going too far.
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 foward.
May the frost never afflict your spuds.
May the outside leaves of your cabbage
always be free from worms.
May the crow never pick your haystack,
and may your donkey always be in foal.
May the sound of happy music,
And the lilt of Irish laughter,
fill your heart with gladness,
that stays forever after.
May the hinges of our friendship never grow rusty.
Beautiful young people are acts of nature,
But beautiful old people are works of art. Here's to me, and here's to you,
And here's to love and laughter-
I'll be true as long as you,
And not one moment after.
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always strong.
And may you be in heaven half an hour
before the devil knows you're dead.
Here's to you and yours, and to mine and ours.
And if mine and ours ever come across to 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! May you be in heaven a full half hour
before the devil knows your dead. May you live as long as you want and never want as long as you live. May your heart be light and happy,
May your smile be big and wide,
And may your pockets always have
a coin or two inside! Always remember to forget
The troubles that passed away.
But never forget to remember
The blessings that come each day. May you always have a clean shirt, a clear conscience, and enough coins in your pocket to buy a pint! May the face of every good news and the back of every bad news be towards us. 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. May misfortune follow you the rest of your life, and never catch up. May you have food and raiment, a soft pillow for your head. May you be forty years in heaven before the devil knows you’re dead. May your mornings bring joy
and your evenings bring peace...
May your troubles grow less
as your blessings increase! May the saddest day of your future be no worse than the happiest day of your past. May the luck of the Irish
Lead to happiest heights
And the highway you travel
Be lined with green lights. Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you. If you’re enough lucky to be Irish...
You’re lucky enough! 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. May your pockets be heavy—
Your heart be light,
And may good luck pursue you
Each morning and night.
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