gri_2003_m_46_b02_f11_034
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- 65479147 - not-logged-in-e415c69920a1eb8e4b79
- WINNER - 65488803 - gwynnie
- 65520258 - JaqDav
- 65591311 - Kelvets
- 65618072 - hilditl74
- 65643360 - not-logged-in-7e43c4f44e2266a62101
- 65645668 - WiltedLotus
65479147 - not-logged-in-e415c69920a1eb8e4b79
Blakcheath 21 xii 1949Dearest, my very dearest, Sylvia,
I hope that your journey back is comfortable
and that you enjoy seeing the Woods again (as I'm
sure you will) as much as they will enjoy you, my
darling, my beauty. How fortunate they are this
Christmas to have your beauty to delight and charm
them, your wit to stimulate and please them, and
your intelligence to inform and, occasionally I am
sure, agreeably disconcert them. I shall think
of you in such terms all Christmas, my rose, add-
ing all the associations and lyricism which it is
the essential fortune of a lover above everybody
else to know about his beloved.
Forgive me for not phoning this morning for -
despite my inclination - I felt it was necessary
to get on with a Hogarth chapter. I believe that
you will forgive me when I tell you that I have
today (it is now 3.15 in the afternoon) written no
less than half a chapter, a feat which surprises me
a little. As I did no work yesterday and spent it
happily with you this labour was essential. In the
next two days I can finish this chapter and, all be-
ing well, and I intend that all shall be well in this
matter, start another. It is something of a plea-
sure to be working again after a break.
The sun has been bright today as I worked and it
made me think of you and of the poem your lovely im-
age suggested. Soon, soon I shall write it: your
coloured fruit are about me on the walls of our room.
Do not, my love, feel sad about the situation with
Michael, at least, more sad than close association
WINNER - 65488803 - gwynnie
Blackheath 21 xii 1949Dearest, my very dearest, Sylvia,
I hope that your journey back Is comfortable and that you enjoy seeing he Woods again (as I'm sure you will) as much as they will enjoy you, my darling, my beauty. How fortunate they are this Christmas to have your beauty to delight and charm them, your wit to stimulate and please them, and your intelligence to inform and, occasionally I am sure, agreeably disconcert them. I shall think of you in such terms all Christmas, my rose, adding all the associations and lyricism which it is the essential fortune of a lover above everybody else to know about his beloved.
Forgive me for not phoning this morning for - despite my inclination - I felt it was necessary to get on with a Hogarth chapter. I believe that you will forgive me when I tell you that I have today (it is now 3.15 in the afternoon) written no less than half a chapter, a feat which surprises me a little. As I did no work yesterday and spent it happily with you this labour was essential. In the next two days I can finish this chapter and, all being well, and I intend that all shall be well in this matter, start another. It is something of a pleasure to be working again after a break.
The sun has been bright today as I worked and it made me think of you and of the poem your lovely image suggested. Soon, soon I shall write it: your coloured fruit are about me on the walls of our room. Do not, my love, feel sad about the situation with Michael, at least, more sad than close association
65520258 - JaqDav
Blakcheath21 xii 1940
Dearest, my very dearest, Sylvia,
I hope that your journey back is comfortable and you enjoy seeing the woods again (as I'm sure you will) as much as they will enjoy you, my darling, my beauty. How fortunate they are this Christmas to have your beauty to delight and charm them, your wit to stimulate and please them, and your intelligence to inform and, occasionally I am sure , agreeably disconcert them. I shall think of you in such terms all Christmas, my rose, adding all the associations and lyricism which it is essential fortune of a lover above everybody else to know about his beloved.
Forgive me for not phoning this morning for - despite my inclination - I felt it was necessary to get on with a Hogarth chapter. I believe that you will forgive me when I tell you that I have today (it is now 3.15 in the afternoon) written no less than half a chapter, a feat which surprises me a little. As I did no work yesterday and spent it happily with youthis labour was essential. In the next two days I can finish this chapter and, all bring well, and I intend that all shall be well in this matter, start another. It is something of a pleasure to be working again after a break.
65591311 - Kelvets
Blackheath 21 xii 1949Dearest, my very dearest, Sylvia,
I hope that your journey back is comfortable and that you enjoy seeing the Woods again (as I'm sure you will) as much as they will enjoy you, my darling, my beauty. How fortunate they are this Christmas to have your beauty to delight and charm them, your wit to stimulate and please them, and your intelligence to inform and, occasionally I am sure, agreeably disconcert them. I shall think of you in such terms all Christmas, my rose, add-
ing all the associations and lyricism which it is the essential fortune of a lover above everybody else to know about his beloved.
Forgive me for not phoning this morning for - despite my inclination - I felt it was necessary to get on with a Hogarth chapter. I believe that you will forgive me when I tell you that I have today (it is now 3.15 in the afternoon) written no less than half a chapter, a feat which surprises me a little. As I did no work yesterday and spent it happily with you this labour was essential. In the next two days I can finish this chapter and, all be-
ing well, and I intend that all shall be well in this matter, start another. It is something of a plea-
sure to be working again after a break.
The sun has been bright today as I worked and it made me think of you and of the poem your lovely image suggested. Soon, soon I shall write it: your couloured fruit are about me on the walls of our room. Do not, my love, feel sad about the situation with Michael, at least, more than than close association.
65618072 - hilditl74
Blackheath 21 xii 1949Dearest, my very dearest, Sylvia,
I hope that your journey back is comfortable and that you enjoy seeing the Woods again (as I'm sure you will) as much as they will enjoy you, my darling, my beauty. How fortunate they are this Christmas to have your beauty to delight and charm them, and your intelligence to inform and, occasionally I am sure, agreeably disconcert them. I shall think of you in such terms all Christmas, my rose, adding all the associations and lyricism which it is the essential fortune of a lover above everybody else to know about his beloved.
Forgive me for not phoning this morning for - despite my inclination - I felt it was necessary to get on with a Hogarth chapter. I believe that you will forgive me when I tell you that I have today (it is 3.15 in the afternoon) written no less than half a chapter, a feat which surprises me a little. As I did no work yesterday and spent it happily with you this labour was essential. In the next two days I can finish this chapter and, all being well, and I intend that all shall be well in this matter, start another. It is something of a pleasure to be working again after a break.
The sun has been bright today as I worked and it made me think of you and of the poem your lovely image suggested. Soon, soon I shall write it: your coloured fruit are about me on the walls of our room. Do not, my love, feel sad about the situation with Michael, at least, more sad than close association
65643360 - not-logged-in-7e43c4f44e2266a62101
Blackheath 21 xii 1949Dearest, my very dearest, Sylvia,
I hope that your journey back is comfortable
and that you enjoy seeing the Woods again (as I'm
sure you will) as much as they will enjoy you, my
darling, my beauty. How fortunate they are this
Christmas to have your beauty to delight and charm
them, your wit to stimulate and please them, and
your intelligence to inform and, occasionally I am
sure, agreeably disconcert them. I shall think
of you in such terms all Christmas, my rose, add-
ing all the associations and lyricism which it is
the essential fortune of a lover above everybody
else to know about his beloved.
Forgive me for not phoning this morning for -
despite my inclination - I felt it was necessary
to get on with a Hogarth chapter. I believe that
you will forgive me when I tell you that I have
today (it is now 3.15 in the afternoon) written no
less than half a chapter, a feat which surprises me a little. As I did no work yesterday and spent it
happily with you this labour was essential. In the next two days I can finish this chapter and, all be-
ing well, and I intend that all shall be well in this
matter, start another. It is something of a pleasure to working again after a break.
The sun has been bright today as I worked and it made me think of you and of the poem your lovely im-
age suggested. Soon, soon I shall write it: your
coloured fruit are about me on the walls of our room.
Do not, my love, feel sad about the situation with
Michael, at least, more sad than close association
65645668 - WiltedLotus
Blackheath 21 xii 1949Dearest, my very dearest, Sylvia,
I hope that your journey back is comfortable and that you will enjoy seeing the Woods again (as I'm sure you will) as much as they will enjoy you, my darling, my beauty. How fortunate they are this Christmas to have your beauty to delight and charm them, your wit to stimulate and please them, and your intelligence to inform and occasionally I am sure, agreeably disconcert them. I shall think of you in such terms all Christmas, my rose, adding all the associations and lyricism which it is the essential fortune of a lover above everybody else to know about his beloved.
Forgive me for not phoning this morning for- despite my inclination - I felt it was necessary to get on with a Hogarth chapter. I believe that you will forgive me when I tell you that I have today (it is now 3.15 in the afternoon) written no less than half a chapter, a feat which surprises me a little. As I did no work yesterday and spent it happily with you this labour was essential. In the next two days I can finish this chapter and, all being well, start another. It is something of a plea-sure to be working again after a break.
The sun has been bright today as I worked and it made me think of you and the poem your lovely im-age suggested. Soon, soon I shall write it: your coloured fruit are about me on the walls of our room. Do not, my love, feel sad about the situation with Michael, at least, more sad than close association