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7-6-48

WIMbledon 1967

11 MANSEL ROAD,
WIMBLEDON

Sunday Evening

My dearest Sylvia,

I have been noting down one or two references to roses I have come across in poetry I have read and I thought you might like to see them.

1. O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June.

2. The blude red rose at Yule may blow
The simmer-lillies bloom in snow,
The frost may freeze the deepest sea,
But an auld man shall never daunton me.

Those are by Burns. The next by Wallace Stevens (nice - president of the Hartford Assurance Company or something like that):

3. Compare the silent rose of the sun
And rain, the blood-rose living in its smell,
With this paper, this dust...
IC is an artificial world. The rose of paper is of the nature of its world.

Paul Edward in Blason des Fleurs et Des Fruits says

4. Rose pareille au parricide

Charles Henry Ford:

5. A cold wind blew in the ear of the rose;
the rose complained soundlessly, like a bird drinking.

65327355 - mburns629

[7-6-48] WIMbledon 1967 11 MANSEL ROAD, WIMBLEDON.
Sunday Evening.
Mr dearest Sylvia
I have been writing down one or two references in notes I have come across in poetry I have read and I thought you might like to see them.
1) O my love's like a red, red rose
That's nearly sprung in June.
2) The drude red rose at Yule may plant
The Simmer-lilies bloom in snow,
The frost may freeze the deepest sea,
But an awed man shall never daunton me
These one by Burns. The next by Wallace Stevens (vice-president of the Martford Assurance Company or something like that):
3) Compare the silent rose of the sun and rain, the blood roses lining in its smell with this paper, this dust...
It is antiserious world. The rose of paper is of the nature of its world.
Paul Edward in Blason des Feeurs at Des Fruits says
4) Rose paseille au parvicide
Charles Henry Ford:
5) A cold wind blew in the ear of the nose; the nose complained soundless, like a wind drinking.

65327962 - sjruss

[7-6-48]

WIMbledon 1967
1 1 Mansel Road, Wimbledon.

Sunday Evening

My dearest Sylvia,

I have been noting down one or two references to roses I have come across in poetry I have read and I thought you might like to see them.

1 O my Love's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June

2 The blude-red rose at Yule may blaw
The simmer lillies bloom in snaw,
The frost may freeze the deepest sea,
But an auld man shall never daunton me.

Those are by Burns. The next by Wallace Stevens (vice - president of the Martford Assurance company or something like that):

3 Compare the silent rose of the sun
And rain, the blood-rose living in its smell,
With this paper, this dust ...
It is an artificial world. The rose
of paper is of the nature of its world.
Paul Edmond in Blason de Flowers or De Fruit says

4 Rose pareille au parricide
Charles Henri Ford:

5 A cold wind blew in the ear of the rose;
the rose complained soundlessly, like a bird drinking

65329670 - not-logged-in-7ecdf687e5635b15eda9

Sunday Evening

My dearest Sylvia

I have been noting down one or two
references to noses I have come across in
poetry I have read and I thought you
might like to see them.

1 O my love's like a red, red nose
That newly sprung in June.

2 The llude red nose at Yule may flow
The summer-lillies bloom in snow,
The frost may freeze the deepest sea,
But an aued wan shall never daunton me.

Those are by Burns. The next by Wallace Stevens (vice-president of the Hartford Assurance Company or something like that):

3 Compare the silent nose of the sun
And rain, the blood-nose living in its well,
with this paper, this dust...
It is an artificial world. The nose
of paper is of the nature of its world.

Paul Edward in Blason des Fleurs et Des Fruitssays

4 Rose pareille au parricide

Charles Henri Fond:

5 A cold wind blew in the ear of the nose;
The nose complained soundlessly, like
a bird drinking.

65344195 - not-logged-in-5f87763c07f6e9342c9c

[7-6-48]
11 Mansel Road, Wimbledon.
WIMbledon 1967
Sunday Evening

My dearest Sylvia,
I have been noting down one or two references to roses I have come across in poetry I have read and I thought you might like to see them.
1) O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June
2) The blude red rose at Yule may blaw
The simmer-lillies bloom in snaw,
The frost may freeze the deepest sea,
But an auld man shall never daunton me.
Those are by Burns. The next by Wallace Stevens (vice-president of the Hartford Assistance Company or something like that):
3) Compare the silent rose of the sun And rain, the blood-rose living in its smell, with this paper, this dust... It is an artificial world. The rose of paper is of the nature of its world.
Paul Eluard in Blason des Fleurs et Des Fruits says
4) Rose pareille au parricide
Charles Henri Ford:
5) A cold wind blew in the ear of the rose; the rose complained soundlessly, like a bird drinking.

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