A Laughing Song

Come, ye wasting sons of care, Live to laugh, and hang despair; Pining grief is nought but folly, Laugh with me, and be as jolly; Ever thus your mirth shall flow. Ha, ha, ha, ha! Ever thus your mirth shall flow, Ha, ha, ha, ha, &c.

Columbians, thus be ever gay, Come where laughter leads the way; To the winds give simple sorrow, Laugh to-day, and cry to-morrow: Life's a jest, we wise ones know. Ha, ha, ha, &c.

Since good-humour here doth reign, With all my heart let's laugh again; What dull mortal can withstand it, When the gods and you command it? True enjoyment here below Is ha, ha, ha, &c.