Lizzie took her books with her,
Jane took good linen,
Kitty took a paisley shawl, to muffle her chagrin in;
Lydia took her silken gown, her lightest petticoats
Her lockets and her hatboxes,
- And Mary took notes.

Jane took the Netherfield road,
Kitty the Meryton track -
Lydia took the primrose path, and never once looked back;
Lizzie took to Pemberley,
Hosting the rich and fair,
- And Mary went to Grub Street, and talked with people there.

Jane took a mother’s blessing,
Lizzie a father’s thought,
Kitty took not much at all – just not the lucky sort;
Lydia took what she could get, a pin, a brooch, a guinea
- And Mary took to publishing, and made a pretty penny.