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- 65312800 - Spilge
- 65319121 - reynold
- 65334656 - not-logged-in-c4c5f79383a016f74a9a
- WINNER - 65335649 - Mulleach
- 65337371 - k8mielke
65312800 - Spilge
27th December, 194811 Mansel Road
Wimbledon
Dearest Sylvia,
Many thanks for your letters - the last of which arrived on Christmas day - which pleased me very much. I have not much time to write now as this morning I have to arrange a treasure hunt with Deirdre, go to tea with Dr. Antal, and then rush back to Wimbledon for a tedious party. But I want to send you my love and a poem which I managed to scribble down between tiresome games and the like.
I saw three ships come sailing in:
One, scarred with frozen spime,
Bore a glass rose only Love could win
To colour and perfume.
The second, from the tropic South,
Had monkeys in the rigging,
In the hold was fruit for lovers` mouths
For which Kings were begging.
The third ship brought my love to me,
The sails reared like a phoenix,
My love came landward from the sea,
An admiral from a chrysalis.
I think it is a good idea to go to Stafford and I will write off to the Librarian who arranges the exhibition details for more accommodation. I hope to see Blackheath early in the New Year. By the way, shall we stay a night in Birmingham - to give us more time for the Wilsons, etc?
65319121 - reynold
27th December, 1948 11 Mansel Road WimbledonDearest Sylvia,
Many thanks for your letters - the last of which ar-
rived on Christmas day - which pleased me very much.
I have not much time to write now as this morning I
have to arrange a treasure hunt with Deirdre, go to
tea with Dr Antal, and then rush back to Wimbledon for
a tedious party. But I want to send you my love and
a poem which I managed to scribble down between tire-
some games and the like.
I saw three ships come sailing in:
One, scarred with frozen spume,
Bore a glass rose only love could win
To colour and perfume.
The second, from the tropic South,
Had monkeys in the rigging,
In the hold was fruit for lovers' mouths
For which Kings were begging.
The third ship brought my love to me,
The sails reared like a phoenix,
My love came llandward from the sea,
An admiral from a chrysalis.
I think it is a good idea to go early to Stafford
and I will write off to the librarian who arranges the
exhibition details for more accommodation. I hope
to see Blackheath early in the New Year. By the way,
shall we stay a night in Birmingham - to give us more
time for the Wilsons, &C?
65334656 - not-logged-in-c4c5f79383a016f74a9a
27th December, 1948 11 Mansel Road WimbledonDearest Sylvia,
Many thanks for your letters - the last of which arrived of Christmas day - which pleased me very much.
I have not much time to write now as this morning I have to arrange a treasure hunt with Deirdre, go to tea with Dr Antal, and then rush back to Wimbledon for a tedious party. but i want to send you my love and a poem which i managed to scribble down between tiresome games and the like.
I saw three ships come sailing in:
One, scarred with frozen spume,
Bore a glass rose only love could win
To colour and perfume.
The second, from the tropic South,
Had monkeys in the rigging,
In the hold was fruit for the lovers mouths
For which Kings were begging.
The third ship brought my love to me,
The sails reared like a phoenix,
My love came landward from the sea,
An admiral from a chrysalis.
I think it is a good idea to early to Stafford and I will write off to the Librarian who arranges the exhibition details for more accomodation. I hope to see Blackheath early in the New Year. By the way, shall we stay a night in Brimingham - to give us more time for the Wilsons, &c?
WINNER - 65335649 - Mulleach
27th December, 1948 11 Mansel Road WimbledonDearest Sylvia,
Many thanks for your letters - the last of which arrived on Christmas day - which pleased me very much.
I have not much time to write now as this morning I have to arrange a treasure hunt with Deirdre, go to tea with Dr Antal, and then rush back to Wimbledon for a tedious party. But I want to send you my love and a poem which I managed to scribble down between tiresome games and the like.
I saw three ships come sailing in:
One, scarred with frozen spume,
Bore a glass rose only love could win
To colour and perfume.
The second, from the tropic South,
Had monkeys in the rigging,
In the hold was fruit for lovers' mouths
For which Kings were begging.
The third ship brought my love to me,
The sails reared like a phoenix,
My love came landward from the sea,
An admiral from a chrysalis.
I think it is a good idea to go early to Stafford and I will write off to the Librarian who arranges the exhibition details for more accomodation. I hope to see Blackheath early in the New Year. By the way, shall we stay a night in Birmingham - to give us more time for the Wilsons, &c?
65337371 - k8mielke
27th December, 194811 Mansel Road Wimbledon
Dearest Sylvia,
Many thanks for your letters - the last of which arrived on Christmas day - which pleased me very much. I have not much time to write now as this morning I have to arrange a treasure hunt with Deirdre, go to tea with Dr Antal, and then rush back to Wimbledon for a tedious party. But I want to send you my love and a poem which I managed to scribble down between tiresome games and the like.
I saw three ships come sailing in:
One, scarred with frozen spume,
Bore a glass rose only love could win
To colour and perfume.
The second, from the tropic South,
Had moneys in the rigging,
In the hold was fruit for lovers' mouths
For which Kinds were begging.
The Third ship brought my love to me,
The sails reared like a Phoenix,
My love came landward from the sea,
An admiral from a chrysalis.
I think it is a good idea to go early to Stafford and I will write off to the Librarian who arranges the exhibition details for more accommodation. I hope to see Blackheath early in the New Year. By the way, shall we stay a night in Birmingham - to give us more time for the Wilsons, &c?