HERE'S TO THE MAIDEN OF BASHFUL FIFTEEN - Richard Brinsley Sheridan Poems

 
 

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HERE'S TO THE MAIDEN OF BASHFUL FIFTEEN

Here's to the maiden of bashful fifteen;
    Here's to the widow of fifty;
Here's to the flaunting extravagant quean,
    And here's to the housewife that's thrifty.

Chorus

    Let the toast pass,--
    Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.

Here's to the charmer whose dimples we prize;
    Now to the maid who has none, sir:
Here's to the girl with a pair of blue eyes,
    And here's to the nymph with but one, sir.

Chorus

    Let the toast pass,--
    Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.

Here's to the maid with a bosom of snow;
    Now to her that's as brown as a berry:
Here's to the wife with her face full of woe,
    And now to the damsel that's merry.

Chorus

    Let the toast pass,--
    Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.

For let 'em be clumsy, or let 'em be slim,
    Young or ancient, I care not a feather;
So fill a pint bumper quite up to the brim,
    And let us e'en toast them together.

Chorus

    Let the toast pass,--
    Drink to the lass,
I'll warrant she'll prove an excuse for the glass.