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- 65323215 - Kimnj
- WINNER - 65323996 - LadyCaroline
- 65327191 - not-logged-in-4db335abef9275781508
- 65338399 - not-logged-in-ac93b709fc1e5ddf0874
- 65343450 - ChrisMM76
65323215 - Kimnj
19th November, 1948Dearest Sylvia,
This must be a hasty note because I must be off in a
few minutes to have tea with unclear]/Charles and talk about my
school lectures. Perhaps I shall stun him, leave him
in the Gentlemen's at the Vega and take his place for
the weekend. I know most of his cliches so the decep-
tion might work.
I hope, dearest, that your cold is getting better. I
am quite concerned. Look after yourself, dearest. Did
you catch it painting that ravishing view of the golden
woods? If so I am sure it was worth it.
You remember the Cupids and so on over the mantle-
pieces at Hampton Court? Well I have adapted them into
T. Stothard-like vignettes for you.
A pink-bottomed putto
Flying upsidedown
Offers for your favour
A mousse of poetry.
2
Putti support a palette
Heavy with vivid dyes
And naked connoisseurs on the clouds
Extoll your likenesses.
3
Putti in the kitchen
Up-end a cornucopia
Of oranges and pears
Or pork and camembert.
4
Threes plump putti flutter
Around my naked love
Guiding me to please her
With lanterns, ribbands, bells.
I wish I had more time but I have done the St Bartholomew
Hogarth's this morning and must now fly.
Sylvia, I love you. I am your delighted captive.
I love you
Lawrence
WINNER - 65323996 - LadyCaroline
19th November 1948Dearest Sylvia,
This must be a hasty note, because I must be off in a few minutes to have tea with Charles and talk about my school lectures. Perhaps I shall stun him, leave him in the Gentlemen's at the Vega and take his place for the weekend, I know most of his cliches so the deception might work.
I hope, dearest, that your cold is getting better. I am quite concerned. Look after yourself, dearest. Did you catch it painting that ravishing view of the golden woods? If so I am sure it was worth it.
You remember the Cupids and so on over the mantlepieces at Hampton Court? Well I have adapted them into T. Stothard-like vignettes for you.
A pink-bottomed putto
Flying upsidedown
Offers for your favour
A mousse of poetry.
2
Putti support a palette
Heavy with vivid dyes
And naked connoisseurs on clouds
Extoll your likenesses.
3
Putti in the kitchen
Up-end a cornucopia
Of oranges and pears
Or pork and camembert.
4
Three plump putti flutter
Around my naked love
Guiding me to please her
With lanterns, ribbands, bells.
I wish I had more time but I have done the St Bartholomew Hogarth's this morning and must now fly.
Sylvia, I love you, I am your delighted captive.
I love you
Lawrence
65327191 - not-logged-in-4db335abef9275781508
19th November, 1048Dearest Sylvia,
This must be a hasty note because I must be off in a
few minutes to have tea with Charles and talk about my
school lectures. Perhaps I shall stun him, leave him
in the Gentlemen's at the Vega and take his place for
the weekend. I know most of his cliches so the decep-
tion might work.
I hope, dearest, that your cold is getting better. I
am quite concerned. Look after yourself, dearest. Did
you catch it painting that ravishing view of the golden
woods? If so I am sure it was worth it.
You remember the Cupids and so on over the mantle-
pieces at Hampton Court? Well I have adapted them into
T. Stothard-like vignettes for you.
A pink-bottomed putto
Flying upsidedown
Offers for your favour
A mousse of poetry.
2
Putti supported a palette
Heavy with vivid dyes
And naked connoisseurs on clouds
Extoll your likenesses.
3
Putti in the kitchen
Up-end a cornucopia
Of oranges and pears
Or pork and camenbert.
4
Three plump putti flutter
Around my nakes love
Guiding me to please her
With lanterns, ribbands, bells.
I wish I had more time but I have done the St Bartholomew
Hogarth's this morning and must now fly.
Sylvia, I love you. I am your delighted captive.
I love you
Laurence
65338399 - not-logged-in-ac93b709fc1e5ddf0874
19th November 1948Dearest Sylvia
This must be a hasty note because I must be off in a few minutes to have tea with Charles and talk about my school lectures. Perhaps I shall stun him, leave him in the Gentlemen's at the Vega and take his place for the weekend. I knew most of his cliches so the deception might work.
I hope, dearest, that your cold is getting better. I am quite concerned. Look after yourself, dearest. Did you catch it painting that ravishing view of the golden woods? If so I am sure it was worth it.
You remember the Cupids and so on over the mantelpieces at Hampton Court? Well I have adapted them into T. Stothard-like vignettes for you.
A pink-bottomed putto
Flying upside down
Offers for your favour
A mousse of poetry.
2
Putti support a palette
Heavy with vivid dyes
And naked connoisseurs on clouds
Extoll your likenesses;
3
Putti in the kitchen
Up-end a cornucopia
Of oranges and pears
Or pork and camembert;
4
Three plump putti flutter
Around my naked love
Guiding me to please her
With lanterns, ribbands, bells.
I wish I had more time but I have done the St Bartholomew Hogarth's this morning and must now fly.
Sylvia, I love you. I am your delighted captive.
I love you
Lawrence
65343450 - ChrisMM76
19th November, 1948Dearest Sylvia,
This must be a hasty note because I must be off in a
few minutes to have tea with Charles and talk about my
school lectures. Perhaps I shall stun him, leave him
in the Gentlemen's at the Vega and take his place for
the weekend. I know most of his cliches so the decep-
tion might work.
I hope dearest, that your cold is getting better. I
am quite concerned. Look after yourself, dearest. Did
you catch it painting that ravishing view of the golden
woods? If so I am sure it was worth it.
You remember the Cupids and so on over the mantle-
pieces at Hampton Court? Well I have adapted them into
T. Stothard-like vignettes for you.
A pink-bottomed putto
Flying upsidedown
Offers for your favour
Mousse of poetry.
2
Putti support a palette
Heavy with vivid dyes
And naked connoisseurs on clouds
Extoll your likenesses.
3
Putti in the kitchen
Up-end a cornucopia
Of oranges and pears
Or pork and camembert.
4
Three plump putti flutter
Around my naked love
Guiding me to please her
With lanterns, ribbands, bells.
I wish I had more time but I have done the St Bartholomew
Hogarth's this morning and now must fly.
Sylvia, I love you. I am your delighted captive.
I love you
Lawrence