Roy's Wife of Aldivalloch (1800)/The Joyful Widower
THE JOYFUL WIDOWER.
TUNE—MAGGY LAUDER.
I Married with a scolding Wife,
the fourteenth of November,
She made me weary of my life,
by one unruly member.
I long did bear the heavy yoke,
and many griefs attended.
But to my comfort be it spoke,
now, now her life is ended.
We liv'd full one and twenty years,
as man and wife together.
At length from me her course she steer'd,
and went I know not whether.
Would I could guess, I do profess,
I speak and do not flatter,
Of all the women in the world,
I never would come at her.
Her body is bestowed well,
a handsome grave doth bide her!
But sure her soul is not in hell,
the de'il would not abide her.
I rather think she is aloft,
and imitating thunder,
For why; methinks I hear her voice,
rending the clouds asunder.