Hark! Oh, maidens unattached, thou art summoned,
Gather 'round, fair ladies, and be not saddened.
With grace and wit, make merry, and be gay,
For a tale of singlehood, we shall convey.

To all the single ladies, heed my call,
Lend your ears to this sonnet, one and all.
Thy hands aloft, a ring there may not be,
Yet, fear not, for a life of joy thou'll see.

When suitors come, a courting they may start,
But 'tis thy heart's desire that holds the chart.
Thou art the mistress of thy destiny,
Choose wisely, fair maid, where thy heart shall be.

Should thou seek wedlock's bond, then wait with care,
For true love's light, the heart doth truly bear.
Marriage is a solemn vow, tis sure,
In choosing well, thy happiness secure.

But if thy heart's desires, to be set free,
Then revel in thy singlehood, with glee.
Embrace independence, for 'tis thine own,
Thou art complete, with naught to be bemoan.

So raise thy voice, and let it ring so clear,
"All the single ladies" now we cheer!
Be strong and fierce, in life's grand masquerade,
Embrace thyself, with love, be not afraid!
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