Toasts to remember

An Englishman visiting the USA was pleased with the American custom of offering a toast before dinner; the one he liked best was:

Here's to our pretty girls,
Who's dresses button down the sides,
And every time the wind blows,
You can see their pretty thighs.

On returning to England many weeks later, the first dinner he attended, he jumped up to offer this toast:

here's to our pretty girls,
Who's dresses button down the front,
And every time the wind blows,
You can see their pretty...........
Oh hell, that can't be right!
 
Tres cosas hay en la vida: salud, dinero y amor.
El que tenga estas tres cosas, que le dé gracias a Dios.

Perry
 
Of course we got the bride to wear white. this way she matches the other appliances, and i have the full set. ya know fridge and stove and now dish washer...
 
May your joys be many,
and your troubles be few!
Don't trouble trouble,
'till trouble troubles you.
Don't look for trouble;
Let trouble look for you!
 
May every new day for you
be happy from the start
And may you always have good luck
and a song within your heart.
 
May joy and peace surround you,
contentment latch your door,
and happiness be with you now
and bless you evermore.
 
These things I warmly wish for you -
Someone to love,
Some work to do,
A bit o' sun
A bit o' cheer
And a guardian angel
always near.
 
May you never find trouble
All crowdin' and shovin'
But always good fortune -
All smilin' and lovin'.
 
Deep peace of the running waves to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the smiling stars to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the watching shepherds to you.
Deep peace of the Son of Peace to you.

Old Gaelic Blessing
 
May your pockets be heavy
And your heart be light
And may good luck pursue you
Each morning and night.
 
Heres to
Good times...
Good friends...
Good health to you...
And lots o' luck
In all that you do.
 
Here's wishin' you the luck o' the Irish,
begorra!
Not just for today,
But for every tomorra!
 
Here's a toast to the future;
A sigh for the past;
We can love and remember,
And hope to the last,
And for all the base lies,
That the Almanacs hold,
While there's love in the heart,
We can never grow old.
 
I drink to the health of another,
And the other I drink to is he
In the hope that he drinks to another,
And the other he drinks to is me.
 
There are good ships, and there are wood ships,
The ships that sail the sea.
But the best ships are friendships,
And may they always be.