Shakespeare.    

	Drink to me only with thine eyes,
	And I will pledge with mine.

Ben Jonson.    

	And he that will this health deny,
	Down among the dead men let him lie.

Dyer.    

	To the old, long life and treasure;
	To the young, all health and pleasure.

Ben Jonson.    

	The cannons to the heavens, the heavens to earth,
	“Now the king drinks to Hamlet.”

Shakespeare.    

	Here’s a health to the lass with the merry black eyes!
	Here’s a health to the lad with the blue ones!

Wm. Winter.    

	First pledge our Queen this solemn night,
	Then drink to England, every guest;
	That man’s the best Cosmopolite
	Who loves his native country best.

Tennyson.    

	My boat is on the shore,
	And my bark is on the sea:
	But, before I go, Tom Moore,
	Here’s a double health to thee!

Byron.    

	Were ’t the last drop in the well,
	As I gasp’d upon the brink,
	Ere my fainting spirit fell,
	’Tis to thee that I would drink.

Byron.