Urge that verse must be wholly freed
Now and for ever from rules that lead
Singers in chains to a jingling chime,
Slaves of the obscurantist screed:
“Poets will never abandon rhyme.”
Milton and Tennyson give them pain;
Marinetti’s the man they heed,
Grim apostle of stress and strain,
Noise, machinery, smell and speed.
Yet the best of the British breed,