The Argosy — page 191: what you’re looking at

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176 “ABSENT FRIENDS!” Cher Fules, across the ‘silver streak,” _ Keeping your “‘ Jour de lan” to-day ; Mes voeux to thee—I kiss thy cheek— ‘Shek ’ands !” Champagne ! “ A ta santé !” We've drowned old hates in many loves Parisian, dainty, mocking, gay ! Bonbons, and operas-bouffes and gloves— Jules, au revoir! we'll meet in May! Du liber Hans ! 1 pledge thee here, Thou, and thy thrice beloved Rhine! Whose vineyards fed, one happy year, This thin-necked flask of amber wine— All blessings on its pleasant strand, All blessings-on its laden vine-— Auf wiedersehn, lieb’ Vaterland ! Long be such draughts, Hans, mine and thine! Amico mio / o’er the Alps I wave a hand, a kiss I blow! We arch our eyebrows to our scalps, Respect, esteem, delight to show! Your red Chianti brims my glass With more good wishes than I know How to express; so, by the Mass, A Rivederci, Giulio ! To lands beyond Atlantic seas My fancy wings a further flight— I’ll dance the ‘‘ German,” an’ you please, With Cousin Sam on New Year’s night! We're kith and kin—Your best of health! Rum Punch? No, really -—Wal’ you might! Why, cert’nly—Good luck, great wealth, All happiness! in honour bright. Once more I shake you by the hand Whate’er your country, race, degree— Good fellows all of every land— All absent friends, all ships at sea, God bless you! As the years increase May all fair things your guerdon be ; Good-will of men, Heaven’s gift of peace— And sometimes, friends, remember me! G. B. STUART, CONNICLMOO KSaefe)