1 APRIL 1966, Page 22

Language Lesson

All this the master of the language knows: Your conjugated errors cage you in That you may learn at last what I say goes.

Decline 'I am.' Or so decline what follows Is your own decline. Such word-play takes you in? All this the master of the language knows.

Time's come for more complex inflections, those To stretch your lip and nerve. You'd still begin That you may learn? At last what I say goes Beyond your least resistance. Truths repose Out of your reach in this new tongue. I win All this. The master of the language knows, Shall purge you of, presumption. And you chose `I am as good as you?' You won't decline That. You may learn at last what I say? Goes

The monologue too fast for crippled prose To piece together in your own brains' din? All this the master of the.language. knows, That you may learn at last what I say goes.

DONALD THOMAS