Drew their thousands, drew the masses,
Drew the town for four past seasons,
Something new to-day is wanted,
Something to revive the glories
Of those sights and shows now played out;
Something fresh must be provided,
So the Lohndahner, the Cochneh,
The Prohvinshial, the Yohkehl
Still may find congenial pastime,
Still may revel through the summer