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65787777 - hoskinml
65825964 - Astro_scoutleader
66014130 - mar15ted
66145711 - slicitra
66184191 - MrComaToes2
WINNER - 66718302 - ethomson

65787777 - hoskinml

3 x11 1950 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
My own true love, will you come on Saturday? I am certain of the N. G. cheque by then and we can have at least a few days together - without which I do not know how I can survive. I adore you so much and our prolonged separation is destressing and hateful. I will re-turn from Birmingham early, to be back on Saturday 9th, before lunch, and I can meet your bus in the afternoon. Do, oh do come my dearest love, my rose. If I had not your pictures to delight me here, both aesthetically and for their loving content, I do not know how I could bear this void in which Time goes by for an unaccustomed time with-out bringing you here on his back, like Clio among the feathers of his wings. Come, bringing every owl, and Metty will comb Dandy's mane & Dandy hold the mirror for Metty and even Jawally, he has assured me, will be smartly dressed & with his hair combed back. For Jawalla is terribly subdued with you away. 'When is she coming?' he keeps asking Dandy & poor Dandy looks dejected as he turns out his trou-sers' pocket and answer, 'soon'. I have told Jawalla, in an effort to lighten his spirits, that you are coming on Saturday, and he has turned a rather hesitant cartwheel as he starts to recover. So come my love, come.
I enclose two poems for you - ones which please me particularly and I hope will please you, too.
Ithell Calquahoun, whom I met last night, seems very nice. I will talk over with you her suggestions about a magazine. She is a strange person, very naive in many ways. She thinks it ought to be an ambit-ious magazine with backing such as Rodney Philips gone Polemic. I think that would be nice but is that practical? I doubt it.
Tomorrow I must take slides back to countared and the V&A and collect your pictures from Mrs Marchant. I look forward to having them up again.
It is only 10.30 but I feel rather tired so I shall go to bed. I do look forward to news about your Melpomene illustration. Do you like the title 'The Navigable Profile' for a poem? I may write a little in bed. I hope you are sleeping well, my beauty, my dove.
Dream sweetly. I love you. Good night.
Lawrence

65825964 - Astro_scoutleader

3 XII 1950
Dearest Sylvia,
My own true love, will you come on Saturday? I am certain of the N.G. cheque by then and we can hope at least a few days together - without which I do not know how I can survive. I adore you so much and our prolonged separation is distressing and hateful. I will return from Birmingham early, to be back on Saturday 9th, before lunch, and I can meet your bus in the afternoon. Do, oh do come my dearest love, my rose. If I had not your pictures to delight me here, both aesthetically and for their loving content, I do not know how I could bear this void in which time goes by for an unaccustomed time with-out bringing you here on his back, like Clio among the feathers of his wings. Come, bringing every owl, and Metty will comb Dandy's mane & Dandy hold the mirrors for Metty and even Yawolla, he has assured me, will be smartly dressed & with his hair combed back. For Yawolla is terribly subdued with you away! When is she coming? he keeps asking Dandy & poor Dandy looks dejected as he turns out his lion sers' rocket and answers 'soon'. I have told Yawolla, in an effort to lighten his spirits, that you are coming on Saturday, and he has turned a rather hesitant cartwheel as he starts to recover. So come my love, come.
I enclose two poems for you, ones which please me particularly and I hope will please you, too.
Ithell Colquohoun, whom I met last night, seems very nice. I will talk over with you her suggestions about a magazine. She is a strange person, very naive in many ways. She thinks it ought to be an ambitious magazine with backing such as Rodney Philips gone Polemic. I think that would be nice but is that practical? I doubt it.
Tomorrow I must take slides back to countaved and the V & A and collect your pictures from Mrs. Marchant. I look forward to having them up again.
It is only 10.30 but I feel rather tired so I shall go to bed. I do look forward to news about your Melpomene illustration. Do you like the title 'The Navigable Profile' for a poem? I may write a little in bed. I hope you are sleeping well, my beauty, my dove.
Dream sweetly. I love you. Good night.
Lawrence.

66014130 - mar15ted

3 XII 1950 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia, My own true love, will you come on Saturday? I am certain of the N.G. cheque by then and we can have at least a few days together - without which I do not know how I can survive. I adore you so much and our prolonged separation is distressing and hateful. I will return from Birmingham early, to be back on Saturday 9th, before lunch, and I can meet your bus in the afternoon. do, oh do come my dearest love, my muse. If I had not your pictures to delight me here, both aesthetically and for their loving content, I do not know how I could bear this void in which times goes by for an unaccustomed time without bringing you here on his back, like Clio among the feathers of his wings. Come, bringing every owl, and Hetty will comb Dandy's wave & Dandy hold the mirror for Hetty and even Lawalla he has arrived we, will be smartly dressed with his hair combed back. For Lawalla is terribly subdued with you away. "When is she coming?" he keeps asking Dandy & poor Dandy looks dejected as he turns out his trousers' pocket and answers, 'soon'. I have told Lawalla, in an effort to lighten his spirits, that you are coming on Saturday, and he has turned a rather hesitant cartwheel as he starts to recover. So come my love, come. I enclose two poems for you - ones which please me particularly and I hope will please you, too. Colquhoun, whom I met last night, seems very nice. I will talk over with you her suggestions about a magazine. She is a strange person, very na"ive in many ways. She thinks it ought to be an ambitious magazine with backing such as Rodney Philips gave Polemic. I think that would be nice but would it be practical? I doubt it. Tomorrow I must take slide back to and the V & A and collect your pictures from Mrs. Marchant. I look forward to having them up again. It is only 10.30 but I feel rather tired so I shall go to bed. I do look forward to news about your Melpomene illustration. Do you like the title 'The Navigable Profile' for a poem? I may write a little in bed. I hope you are sleeping well, my beauty, my dove. Dream sweetly. I love you. Good night. Lawrence

66145711 - slicitra

Blackbeath
3 x 11 1950
Dearest Sylvia,
My own true love, will you come Saturday? I am certain of the N.G. lecture by then and we can have at least a few days together - without which I do not know how I can survive. I adore you so much and our prolonged separation is distressing and . I will from Birmingham early, to be back on Saturday 9th, before , and I can meet your bus in the afternoon. Do, oh do come my dearest love, my muse. If I had not your pictures to delight me here, bad aesthetically and for their loving content, I do not know how I could bare this void in which time goes by for an unaccustomed time without bringing you here on his back, like this among the feathers of his wings. Come, bringing every awe, and Matty, will comb Dandy's mane as Dandy told the mirror for Matty and even Lawalla, he has amused me, will he smartly & will have hair combed back. For Lawalla is terribly subdued with you away! When is she coming? he keeps asking Dandy & poor Dandy looks rejected as he turns out his lion-sens' pocket and answer! soon! I have told Lawalla, in an effort in lightening his spirits that you are coming on Saturday, and he has turned rather hesitant continued as be . So come my love, come.
I enclose two poems for you - ones which please me particularly and I hope will please you, too.
, whom I met last night, seems very nice. I will talk over with you her suggestions about a magazine. She is a strange person, very naive in many ways. She thinks it ought to be an ambitious magazine with backing such as Rodney Philips gone Polemic. I think that would be nice but is that practical? I doubt it.
Tomorrow I must take slides back to and the and collect your pictures from Mrs. I loom forward to having them up again.
It is only 10:30 and I feel rather tired so I shall go to bed. I do look forward to news about your illustration. Do you like the title 'The Profile' for a poem? I may write a little in bed. I hope you are sleeping well, my beauty, my dove.
Dream sweetly. I love you. Good night.
Lawrence

66184191 - MrComaToes2

3 XII 1950 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
my own true love, will you come on Saturday? I am certain of the
N. 6. cheque by then and we can have a few days together -
without which I do not know how I can survive. I adore you so much
and our prolonged separation is distressing and hateful. I will re -
turn from Birmingham early, to be back on Saturday 9th, before lunch,
and I can meet your bus in the afternoon. Do, oh do come my dearest
love, my rose. If I had not your pictures to delight me here, both
aesthetically and for their loving content, I do not know how I could
bear this void in which Time goes by for an unaccustomed time with -
out bringing you here on his back, like Ira among the feathers of
his wings. Come, bringing every owl, and Metty will comb Dandy's mane
& Dandy will hold the mirror for Metty and even Lawalla, he has arrived
we, will be smartly dressed & with his hair combed
back. For
Lawalla is terribly subdued with you away . 'when is she coming?' he keeps
asking Dandy & poor Dandy looks dejected as he turns out his trouser pocket and answers, 'soon'. I have told Lawalla, in an effort
to lighten his spirits, that you are coming on Saturday and he has
turned a rather hesitant cartwheel as he starts to recover. So come
my love, come.
I enclose two poems for you - ones which please me particularly and I hope
will please you too.
I thela Calquahoun whom I met last night, seems very nice. I will
talk over with you her suggestions about a magazine. She is a strange
person, very naive in many ways . She thinks it ought to be an ambit -
tious magazine with backing such as Rodney Philips gone polemic. I
think that would be nice but is that practical? I doubt it.
I must take slides back to Courtaner and the V&A and
collect your pictures from Marchant. I look forward to having them
up again.
It is only 10:30 but I feel rather tired so I shall go to bed. I do look forward to news about your Melpomene illustrations. Do you
like the title 'The Navigable Profile' for a poem? I may write a little
in bed. I hope you are sleeping well, my
beauty, my dove.
Dream sweetly. I love you. Good night.
Lawrence

WINNER - 66718302 - ethomson

3 XII 1950 Blackheath
Dearest Sylvia,
My own true love, will you come on Saturday? I am certain of the
N.G. cheque by then and we can have at least a few days together -
without which I do not know how I can survive. I adore you so much
and our prolonged separation is distressing and hateful. I will re-
turn from Birmingham early, to be back on Saturday 9th, before lunch,
and I can meet your bus in the afternoon. Do, oh do come my dearest
love, my rose. If I had not your pictures to delight me here, both
aesthetically and for their loving content, I do know how how I could
bear this void in which time goes by for an unaccustomed time with-
out bringing you here on his back, like Clio among the feathers of
his wings. Come, bringing every owl, and Hetty will comb Dandy's mane
& Dandy hold the mirror for Hetty and even Yawolla, he has assured
me, will be smartly dressed & with his hair combed back. For
Yawolla is terribly subdued with you away. 'When is she coming?' he keeps
asking Dandy & poor Dandy looks dejected as he turns out his trou-
user's pocket and answers 'soon'. I have told Yawolla, in an effort
to lighten his spirits, that you are coming on Saturday, and he has
turned a rather hesitant cartwheel as he starts to recover. So come
my love, come.
I enclose two poems for you - ones which please me particularly and I hope will please you, too.
Ithell Colquohoun, whom I met last night, seems very nice. I will
talk over with you her suggestions about a magazine. She is a strange
person, very naive in many ways. She thinks it ought to be an ambit-
ious magazine with backing such as Rodney Philips gone Polemic. I
think that would be nice but is that practical? I doubt it.
Tomorrow I must take slides back to Courtauld and the V & A and
collect your pictures from Mrs. Marchant. I look forward to having them
up again.
It is only 10.30 but I feel rather tired so I shall go to bed. I do
look forward to news about your Melpomene illustration. Do you
like the title 'The Navigable Profile' for a poem? I may write a little
in bed. I hope you are sleeping well, my beauty, my dove.
Dream sweetly. I love you. Good night.
Lawrence

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