Explore "The Bachelor Girl" by Oliver Herford on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Here's to the Bachelor Girl / Who fain her charms would cloister.
She is a precious pearl / That will not leave the oyster.
She is a proud sweet-pea / That scorns to be a vine, / And lean upon a tree / Or round a stick entwine.
"What! lean upon a stick! / Oh, no! I'm not that sort -- / I will grow branches thick / And be my own support! " / Beware, O pearl of price, / Lest you be cast to swine; / O proud sweet-pea, think twice / Ere you refuse to twine! / O Bachelor Girl, we drink / Confusion to your plan; / Beware, lest Fate shall link / You to a Spinster Man! / O change, ere 'tis too late, / The choker tall and silly, / The tweeds -- the hat we hate, / For something soft and frilly! / Take off the stockings blue, / (We will avert our gaze), / Then will we drink to you / Long life -- and happy days!