One of the problems in writing about the new pseudo-English lies in finding the right nomenclature. Terms like jargon, gobbledygook, cant, argot, and so on have their uses; but they apply poorly here, partly because the new English covers all of these and more and partly because there is something nonlinguistic and inhuman about it.

Ay, kennel, puddle, sink, whose filth and dirt / Troubles the silver spring where England drinks […].

We found a cottage of stone, from whose thatched roof a dormer-window, brilliant with flowers, peeped out through the foliage which half concealed the tiny homelet.

An uncorrupt dead body was thought to be a vampire.