George Pope Morris (1802-1864 / USA)
Not Married Yet!
I'm single yet--I'm single yet!
And years have flown since I came out!
In vain I sigh--in vain I fret--
Ye gods! what are the men about?
I vow I'm twenty!--O ye powers!
A spinster's lot is hard to bear--
On earth alone to pass her hours,
And afterward lead apes--DOWN THERE!
No offer yet--no offer yet!
I'm puzzled quite to make it out:
For every beau my cap I set--
What, what, what ARE the men about?
They don't propose--they WON'T propose,
For fear, perhaps, I'd not say, 'Yes!'
Just let them try--for Heaven knows
I'm tired of single-blessedness.
Not married yet--not married yet--
The deuce is in the men, I fear!
I'm like a--something to be let,
And to be LET ALONE--that's clear.
They say, 'She's pretty--but no chink--
And love without it runs in debt!'
It agitates my nerves to think
That I have had no offer yet.
George Pope Morris's Other Poems
- A Hero Of The Revolution.
- A Leap For Life
- A Legend Of The Mohawk.
- A Parody.
- A Wall-Street Lyric.
- Address For The Benefit Of Henry Placide...
- Address For The Benefit Of James Sherida...
- Address For The Benefit Of William Dunla...
- Au Revoir.
- Bessy Bell.
- Champions Of Liberty.
- Come To Me In Cherry-time.
- Deliver Us From Evil.
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