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People who have struggled with Google Translate and Babelfish may appreciate the foresight of this poem. I can recognise a lot of French in it, but don't know enough of other languages to see if there are references to them. THE PARTERRE by E H Palmer, 1840-1882, polyglot and Orientalist.
I don’t know any greatest treat As sit him in a gay parterre And sniff one up the perfume sweet Of every roses buttoning there.
It only want my charming miss Who make to blush the self red rose; Oh! I have envy of to kiss The end’s tip of her splendid nose.
Oh! I have envy of to be What grass ‘neath her pantoffle push And too much happy seemeth me The margaret which her vestige crush.
But I will meet her nose at nose, And take occasion for her hairs, And indicate her all my woes, That she in fine agree my prayers.
THE ENVOY I don’t know any greatest treat As sit him in a gay parterre, With Madame who is too more sweet Than every roses buttoning there.
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