“Go dress yourself, Dinah, in georgeous array,
And take yourself a husiband, both galliant and gay.”
Singing, &c.
“Oh papa, oh papa, I’ve not made up my mind,
And to marry just yet, why I don’t feel inclined;
To you my large fortune I’ll gladly give o’er,
If you’ll let me live single a year or two more.”
Singing, &c.
“Go, go, boldest daughter,” the parient replied,
“If you won’t consent to be this here young man’s bride,