LibriVox volunteers bring you 17 recordings of Will Nobody Marry Me? by George Pope Morris (1802-1864). This was the Fortnightly Poetry project for July 3rd to July 17th, 2011.
In addition to his publishing and editorial work, Morris was popular as a poet and songwriter; especially well-known was his poem-turned-song “Woodman, Spare that Tree!” His songs in particular were popular enough that Graham’s Magazine in Philadelphia promised Morris $50, sight unseen, for any work he wanted to publish in the periodical. (Summary from Wikipedia)
http://www.archive.org/download/willnobody_1107_librivox/willnobody_morris_rn_64kb.mp3″Running time=1m 32s (mp3@64kb)
Will Nobody Marry Me?
Heigh-ho! for a husband!—Heigh-ho!
There’s danger in longer delay!
Shall I never again have a beau?
Will nobody marry me, pray!
I begin to feel strange, I declare!
With beauty my prospects will fade—
I’d give myself up to despair
If I thought I should die an old maid!
I once cut the beaux in a huff—
I thought it a sin and a shame
That no one had spirit enough
To ask me to alter my name.
So I turned up my nose at the short,
And cast down my eyes at the tall;
But then I just did it in sport—
And now I’ve no lover at all!
These men are the plague of my life:
‘Tis hard from so many to choose!
Should any one wish for a wife,
Could I have the heart to refuse?
I don’t know—for none have proposed—
Oh, dear me!—I’m frightened, I vow!
Good gracious! who ever supposed
That I should be single till now?
This fortnight’s poem can be found here.