The Toast

'Tis Washington's health—fill a bumper around, For he is our glory and pride; Our arms shall in battle with conquest be crown'd, Whilst virtue and he's on our side.

'Tis Washington's health—and cannons should roar, And trumpets the truth should proclaim; There cannot be found, search the world all o'er, His equal in virtue and fame.

'Tis Washington's health—our hero to bless, May heav'n look graciously down: Oh! long may he live our hearts to possess, And freedom still call him her own.