Here you will find thePoemRhyme For A Phoneticianof poet Frances Darwin Cornford
Brave English language, you are strong as trees, Yet intricate and stately. Thus one sees Through branches clear-embroidered stars. You please Our sense as damask roses on the breeze, And barns that smell of hay, and bread-and-cheese. Rustic yet Roman, yours are dignities Sonorous as the seas sound. On my knees I would give thanks for all your words. Yet these Our legacy and our delight he'd squeeze And nip and dock and drill, to write with ease Kornershul memoz faw the Pawchoogeese.
