At the new hall, called the Sontag,
Where quadrille, or waltz, or Lancers,
Marked with grace the “light fantastic.”
And the Categordian Maskers,
With the Callithumpian Minstrels,
Held high carnival among us,
Formed a Mysticke Crewe of Comus.
All the sewing-bees and quiltings,
Apple-parings, and corn-huskings,
Barbecues and basket meetings,