Though our fore-fathers’ language us dowers
With lyre-tones, singing-birds’ calls,
And the sounds that abide in fell-bowers,’
And rhythms of seas and of falls,
Still I deem that their English is sweeter,
More pleasing and charming – note why:
In the range of our tongue did you meet e’er
A word that could signify “pie”?
(Kristjan Niels Julius Jonsson)
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