A Health to Mark Twain

At his Birthday Feast

With memories old and wishes new

We crown our cups again,

And here's to you, and here's to you

With love that ne'er shall wane!

And may you keep, at sixty-seven,

The joy of earth, the hope of heaven,

And fame well-earned, and friendship true,

And peace that comforts every pain,

And faith that fights the battle through,

And all your heart's unbounded wealth,

And

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