MacGregor Aurara (1817, Stirling)/If I Should Get Laughing at That

by Anonymous

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IF I SHOULD GET LAUGHING AT THAT.

In the days of my childhood I sported and play'd
Among the young lasses around,
I was fond then of laughing my grandmother said,
None merrier ever was found;
To fill up the moments with joy and delight,
I scarcely knew what to be at;
For whatever was pleasing that came to my sight,
O I could not help laughing at that.

Still the humour prevails though maturer I'm grown,
I'm happy to smile time away,
And the frolics of fancy I still call my own,
And I pleasantly spin out the day;
Let the dull of the splenetic censure or chide,
At my innocent freedom and chat,
O I'd tire to hear then nonsensical pride,
For I cannot help laughing at that.

Young Colin declares for a husband I'm fit,
So he courts me from morning to night,
He talks of the parson the church and the ring,
In praise too of conjugal chat;
On the charms of my person displays all his wit
And I own that it gives me delight,
O this wedlock must snre be an excellent thing,
But I must not get laughing at that.

At length to his wishes were I to comply,
As at length I seem to incline.
But if on his promises I may rely,
Not to check the good humour of thiue;
To church wirh young Coliu I'll soon trip awaw
And answer all questions quite pat,
When I come to the critical word called Obey,
Is, if I should get lauging at that,

 

FINIS.