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  1. 65474178 - Sabine_Tuck
  2. 65481149 - not-logged-in-d1adead91886384ef756
  3. 65538204 - bluebird1398
  4. 65584765 - KatieSmith17
  5. 65666498 - ChrisMM76
  6. WINNER - 65667672 - reddder

65474178 - Sabine_Tuck

1st February 1949 Blackheath

Dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter. Thank you too for your kind enquiries about last night: the lecture went quite well and the people seem to be interested. I am getting out of one Monday by taking them to the N.C. one day. Next week - Art and Society. Then Materials of the Artist. Audience is bourgeois, and moyen-ages (!).

I agree with you about the flat in Aberdeen House and though I shall look round the antique shops I shall wait till you come more determindly than ever, my darling, my expert. I should like to give a Regency character to the room.

I have read four chapters of Raphael and intend in the course of today to read as much as I can of the remaining 300 pages. It is really rather pretentious: sublime and Germanic. Howeber, I am learning things from it inevitably and my review shall be objective i think rather than infectious. We must go through the plates together when I've read the text.

The Greenwoods would get no prize from me but, obviously you will have to delay for them. I hope to see you then on the 14th or 15th.

I did send all the postcards and I will tell you my phone number, too, in case: LEE Green 0263.

Here is the poem I read you: PASTORAL

Beyond the apple and the kiss
The world is wild and snakes hiss

I think of Sylvia's sweet form
On grass that Venus has made warm

Let apples fall upon our heads
We will eat them till we're dead

Eat apples with me then and kiss
The world is wild and the snakes hiss

And here is one which I wrote yesterday.

Missing, a Muse, shadows
Hang on the curtain rail.
An owl, solemn, prim,
Adopts the mantlepiece.

65481149 - not-logged-in-d1adead91886384ef756

1st February 1949 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter. Thank you too for your kind enquiries about last night: the lecture went quite well and the people seem to be interested. I am getting out of one Monday night by taking them to the N.G. one day. Next week - Art and Society. Then Materials of the Artist. Audience is bourgeois, and moyen-ages (!).

I agree with you about the flat in Aberdeen House and though I shall look round the anquique shops I shall wait till you come more determinedly than ever, my darling, my expert. I should like to give a Regency character to the room.

I have read four chapters of Raphael and intend in the course of today to read as much as I can of the remaining 300 pages. It is really rather pretentious, sublime and Germanic. However, I am learning things from it inevitably and my review shall be objective I think rather than infectious. We must go through the plates together when I've read the text.

The Greenwoods would get no prize from me but, obviously you will have to delay for them. I hope to see you then on the 14th or 15th.

I did send all the postcards and I will tell you my phone number, too, in case: LEE Green 0263.

Here is the poem I read you: PASTORAL

Beyond the apple and the kiss
The world is wild and snkes hiss

I think of Sylvia's sweet form
On grass that Venus has made warm

Let apples fall upon our heads
We will eat them till we're dead

Eat apples with me then and kiss
The world is wild and the snakes hiss

And here is one which I wrote yesterday.

Missing, a Muse, shadows
Hang on the curtain rail.
An owl, solemn, prim,
Adopts the mantlepiece.

65538204 - bluebird1398

1st February 1949 Blackheath

Dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter. Thank you too for your kind inquiries about last night: the lecture went quite well and the people seem to be interested. I am getting out of one Monday night by taking them to the N.G. one day. Next week - Arts and Society. Then Materials of the Artist. Audience is bourgeois, and moyen-ages (!).

I agree with you about the flat in Aberdeen House and though I shall look round the antique shops I shall wait till you come more determinedly than ever, my darling, my expert. I should like to give a Regency character to the room.

I have read four chapters of Raphael and intend in the course of today to read as much as I can of the remaining 300 pages. It is really rather pretentious: sublime and Germanic. However I am learning things from it inevitably and my review shall be objective I think rather than infectious. We must go through the plates together when I've read the text.

The Greenwoods would get no prize from me but, obviously you will have to delay for them. I hope to see you then on the 14th or 15th.

I did send all the postcards and I will tell you my phone number, too, in case: LEE Green 0263.

Here is the poem I read you: PASTORAL

Beyond the apple and the kiss
The world is wild and snakes hiss

I think of Sylvia's sweet form
On grass that Venus has made warm

Let apples fall upon our heads
We will eat them till we're dead

Eat apples with me then and kiss
The world is wild and the snakes hiss

And here is one which I wrote yesterday.

Missing a Muse, shadows
Hang on the curtain rail.
An owl, solemn, prim,
Adopts the mantlepiece.

65584765 - KatieSmith17

1st February 1949 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter. Thank you too for your kind enquiries about last night ; the lecture went quite well and the people seemed to be interested. I am getting out of one Monday night by taking them to the N.C. one day. Next week - Art and Society. Then materials of the Artist. Audience is bourgeois, and moyen-ages (!).
I agree with you about the flat in Aberdeen House and though I shall look round the antique shops I shall wait till you come more determinedly than ever, my darling, my expert. I should like to give a regency character to the room.
I have read four chapters of Raphael and intend in the course of/today to read as much as I can of the remaining 300 pages. It is really rather pretentious: sublime and Germanic. However, I am learning things form it inevitably and my review shall be objective I think rather than infectionious. We must go through the plates together when I've read the text.
The Greenwoods would get no prize from me but, obviously you will have to delay for them, I hope to see you then on the 14th or the 15th.
I did send all the postcards and I will tell you my phone number, too, in case: LEE Green 0263.
Here is the poem I read you: Pastoral
Beyond the apple and the kiss
The world is wild and snakes hiss
I think of Sylvia's sweet form
On grass that Venus has made warm
Let apples fall upon our heads
We will eat them till we're dead
Eat apples with me and then kiss
The world is wild and the snakes hiss
And here is one which I wrote yesterday.
Missing, a muse, shadows
Hang on the curtain rail.
An owl, solemn, prim,
Adopts the mantelpiece.

65666498 - ChrisMM76

1st February 1949 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
Thank you so much for your letter. Thank you too for
your kind inquiries about last night: the lecture went
quite well and the people seem to be interested. I am
getting out of Monday night by taking them to the N.G.
one day. Next week - Art and Society. Then Materials
of the Artist. Audience is bourgeois, and moyen-ages (!).
I agree with you about the flat in Aberdeen House and
though I shall look round the antique shops I shall wait
till you come more determinedly that ever, my darling, my
expert. I should like to give a Regency character to the
room.
I have read four chapters of Raphael and intend in the
course of today to read as much as I can of the remaining
300 pages. It is really rather pretentious: sublime and
Germanic. However, I am learning things from it inevit-
ably and my review shall be objective I think rather than
infectious. We must go through the plates together when
I've read the text.
The Greenwoods would get no prize from me but, obviously
you will have to delay for them. I hope to see you then
on the 14th or 15th.
I did send all the postcards and I will tell you my phone
number, too, in case: LEE Green 0263
Here is the poem I read you: PASTORAL
Beyond the apple and the kiss
The world is wild and snakes hiss

I think of Sylvia's sweet form
On grass that Venus has made warm

Let apples fall upon our heads
We will eat them till we're dead

Eat apples with me then and kiss
The world is wild and the snakes hiss

And here is one which I wrote yesterday.

Missing, a Muse, shadows
Hang on the curtain rail.
An owl, solemn, prim,
Adopts the mantlepiece.

WINNER - 65667672 - reddder

1st February 1949 Blackheath

Dearest Sylvia,

Thank you so much for your letter. Thank you too for your kind enquiries about last night: the lecture went quite well and the people seem to be interested. I am getting out of one Monday night by taking them to the N.C. one day. Next week - Art and Society. Then Materials of the Artist. Audience is bourgeois, and moyen-ages (!).

I agree with you about the flat in Aberdeen House and though I shall look round the antique shops I shall wait till you come more determinedly than ever, my darling, my expert. I should like to give a Regency character to the room.

I have read four chapters of Raphael and intend in the course of today to read as much as I can of the remaining 300 pages. It is really rather pretentious: sublime and Germanic. However, I am learning things from it inevitably and my review shall be objective I think rather than infectious. We must go through the plates together when I've read the text.

The Greenwoods would get no prize from me but, obviously you will have to delay for them. I hope to see you then on the 14th or 15th.

I did send all the postcards and I will tell you my phone number, too, in case LEE Green 0263.

Here is the poem I read you: PASTORAL

Beyond the apple and the kiss
The world is wild and snakes hiss

I think of Sylvia's sweet form
On grass that Venus has made warm

Let apples fall upon our heads
We will eat them till we're dead

Eat apples with me then and kiss
The world is wild and the snakes hiss

And here is one which I wrote yesterday.

Missing, a muse, shadows
Hang on the curtain rail.
An owl, solemn, prim,
Adopts the mantlepiece.

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