And so far as I know
There's none other can show,
At the right time of year—say November or so—
Such a bevy of pretty young ladies.
Such blows on the Down!
Such lounges thro' Town!
Such a crush at Parade and Pavilion!
Such beaches below!
(Where people don't go),
Such bathing!—Such dressing, past Madame Tussaud!—