[Norah:]
As I came up the aisle,
Supported by dear father,
I didn't dare to smile,
For I was nervous rather.
The things that filled my mind
Were really quite the oddest;
I think I looked refined--
I hope that I looked modest!
[Bridesmaids:]
From what we saw behind your veil,
We thought you looking rather pale!
[Norah:]
Oh, little friends, I cannot hide
All that it means to be a bride.
Though rather glad, I can't help feeling
timid, and so perplexed!
Just wait a bit until you've tried--
Dear little friends, it's your turn next.
[Bridesmaids:]
Dear little friend, she cannot hide
All that it means to be a bride.
Though rather glad, she can't help feeling
timid, and so perplexed!
We'll wait a bit until we've tried--
Dear little friend, it's our turn next.
[Norah:]
The church looked quite its best,
And full of my connections;
So well and gaily dressed,
(And so were their complexions).
Although inclined to faint,
Suspicion would come hinting--
"Now, what is due to paint,
And what to stained glass tinting?"
[Bridesmaids:]
'Twas very wrong indeed to look,
And take your eyes from off your book!
[Norah:]
Oh, little friends, I cannot hide
All that it means to be a bride.
Though rather glad, I can't help feeling
timid, and so perplexed!
Just wait a bit until you've tried--
Dear little friends, it's your turn next.
[Bridesmaids:]
Dear little friend, she cannot hide
All that it means to be a bride.
Though rather glad, she can't help feeling
timid, and so perplexed!
We'll wait a bit until we've tried--
Dear little friend, it's our turn next.
[Norah:]
And now the thing is done!
I know with apprehension,
Although it's rather fun,
A husband claims attention.
To please him I shall try;
When we go off together--
I hope I shan't be shy,
And talk about the weather!
[Bridesmaids:]
It doesn't matter if you do;
He'll have enough to say to you!
[Norah:]
Oh, little friends, I cannot hide
All that it means to be a bride.
Though rather glad, I can't help feeling
timid, and so perplexed!
Just wait a bit until you've tried--
Dear little friends, it's your turn next.
[Bridesmaids:]
Dear little friend, she cannot hide
All that it means to be a bride.
Though rather glad, she can't help feeling
timid, and so perplexed!
We'll wait a bit until we've tried--
Dear little friend, it's our turn next.