LAURA
ON me he shall ne’er put a ring,
So, mamma, ’t is vain to take trouble—
For I was but eighteen in spring,
While his age exactly is double.
MAMMA
He ’s but in his thirty-sixth year,
Tall, handsome, good-natured and witty,
And should you refuse him, my dear,
May you die an old maid without pity!
LAURA
His figure, I grant you, will pass,
And at present he ’s young enough plenty;
But when I am sixty, alas!
Will not he be a hundred and twenty?
Charles Graham Halpine (1829 - 1868) Northern Ireland
Source: The Little Book of Society Verse, ed. by CM Fuess and HC Stearns. Houghton Mifflin Co., 1922
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