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A Toast
I raise a glass, mon amie,
to your wine-bar bonhomie,
your penchant for gauloises and aloo gobi,
for Berlioz, Voltaire and the Royal Academy,
your volleyed wit, and in-jokes,
your raised hackles, offended looks.
Here's to Hampstead, Highgate and Kilkenny,
here's to slivovitz and calvados,
here's to Mr Micawber and Walter Mitty,
here's to Jean Cocteau and Juliet Binoche,
to home-goings in late night cities
for a nightcap and some Eric Satie,
a cup of truth in quiet sorrows,
for wild excess, for joie de vivre,
for old lang syne, la dolce vita.
Here's to us in cold tomorrows.
to your wine-bar bonhomie,
your penchant for gauloises and aloo gobi,
for Berlioz, Voltaire and the Royal Academy,
your volleyed wit, and in-jokes,
your raised hackles, offended looks.
Here's to Hampstead, Highgate and Kilkenny,
here's to slivovitz and calvados,
here's to Mr Micawber and Walter Mitty,
here's to Jean Cocteau and Juliet Binoche,
to home-goings in late night cities
for a nightcap and some Eric Satie,
a cup of truth in quiet sorrows,
for wild excess, for joie de vivre,
for old lang syne, la dolce vita.
Here's to us in cold tomorrows.
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