Now old Donoghue tries all he can to find out
What so busies his son, till he leaps out of doubt,
And jumps at the conclusion, which proves to be true,
That he means to get married the old maid unto.
"I won't give my consent!" he exclaims in a rage;
"And you shall not yourselves to each other engage.
I'll disinherit you sure if you dare to resist
My commands, and shall still in this madness persist."
"Oh, oh! what's the matter?
What means all this clatter?"