A Street there is in Paris famous,
  For which no rhyme our language yields,
Rue Neuve des Petits Champs its name is—
  The New Street of the Little Fields;
And there ’s an inn, not rich and splendid,
  But still in comfortable case—
The which in youth I oft attended,
  To eat a bowl of Bouillabaisse.

This Bouillabaisse a noble...