Whose strength was as a bull's and gave
No sign of being moribund?
I'm sure my facts are right, or how
Do you account for Chu Chin Chow?
As for the gods, their judgment shows
No loss of flair for grace or wit;
We see the comic's ruby nose
Reduce to pulp the nightly pit,
Whose patrons, sound in head and heart,
Still love the loftiest type of Art.