Letter : Orange and purple poetry
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Sir: Surely "lozenge" no more rhymes with "orange" than "doubloons" with your correspondent's name "Patroons" (letter, 18 February).
It is said that Robert Browning, when challenged to find rhymes for "orange" and that other unrhymable word, "month", came up with the following:
From the Ganges to the Blorenge comes the Rajah once a month,
Sometimes chewing on an orange, sometimes reading from his Grunth.
The Blorenge is a small mountain in Wales. A Grunth is a Sikh bible.
Yours faithfully
P. .J. E. M. WILSON
Walberton, West Sussex
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