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WINNER - 67440154 - ethomson
67640708 - altheist
68227164 - JanetCormack
68456567 - Preacher357
68599573 - Sarahbt
68635662 - gailkoelker

WINNER - 67440154 - ethomson

There is the doric tall house
On the bridge above the river
Where I rowed another summer:
The river is what it was then -
Sluggish, picturesque, & cool.

The muses of topography
Are hamadryads & river-gods:
Though no oracle inhales the steam,
Yet, superstitious classicist,
I count the toga and the laurel.

Tender fallacies in the contour
of the landscape and the city:
Emperors posed against the tower
of 'the lantern of the West'.
Mostly it is Minerva I mind,

In marble bust and local lore.

I think of you all the while, as my poem tries to show. Do
think of me. I shall soon be back.
I love you so much & rejoice, may I say it once more,
in the Redfern success. I hope Mrs. Taft is nice this after-
noon
I adore you
Lawrence

67640708 - altheist

There is the darie tall house
On the bridge along the river
Where I sowed another summer:
The river is what it was then -
Sluggish, picturesque, & cool.

The muses of topography
Are hamadryads & river - gods:
Thang so oracle inhales the steam,
Yet, superstitious classicist,
I count the toga and the laurel.

Tender fallacies in the contour
Of the landscape and the city:
Empoerors poased against the towns
Of "the lantern of the West".
Mostly is it Minerva I mind,

In marble bust and local lore.

I think of you all the while, as my poem tnes to show. Do think of me. I shall soon be back.

I love you so much & rejoice, may I say it once more, in the Redfern success. I hope Mrs. Taft is nice this afternoon.

I adore you,
Lawrence

68227164 - JanetCormack

There is the doric tall house
On the bridge above the river
Where I rowed another summer:
The river is what it was then -
Sluggish, picturesque, & cool.

The muses of topography
Are hamadryads & river-gods:
Though no oracles inhales the steam,
Yet, superstitious classicist,
I count the toga and the laurel.

Tender fallacies in the contours
Of the landscape and the city:
Emperors posed againstthe tower
Of 'the lantern of the West'.
Mostly it is Minerva I mind

In marble lust and local lore.

I think of you all the while, as my poem tries to show. Do think of me. I shall soon be back.
I love you so much & rejoice, may I say it once more, in the Redfern success. I hope Mrs Taft is nice this afternoon.
I adore you
Lawrence

68456567 - Preacher357

There is the daric tall house
On the bridge above the river
Where I another summer:
The river is what it was then -
Sluggish, picturesque, and cool.

The muses of topography
Are hamadryads & river - gods:
Though no oracle inhale the steam,
Yet, superstitious classicist,
I count the togo and the laurel.

Tender fallacies in the contans
Of the landscape and the city:
Emperors posed against the tower
Of ' the lantern of the West?
Mostly it is I mind,
In marble bust and local lore.

I think of you all the while, as my poem tries to show. Do think of me. I shall soon be back.

I love you so much & rejoice, may I say it once more, in the Redfern success. I hope Mrs Taft is nice this after-
noon.
I adore you
Lawrence

68599573 - Sarahbt

There is the dark tall house
On the bridge above the river
Where I rowed another summer
The river is what it was then
Sluggish, picturesque, & cool

The muses of topography
Are hamadryads & river-gods
Though no oracle inhales the steam,
Yet, superstitious classicist,
I count the toga and the laurel

Tender fallacies in the contours
of the landscape and the city
Emperors posed against the tower
of 'the lantern of the West'.
Mostly it is Minerva I need

In marble bust and local lore.

I think of you all the while, as my poem tries to show. Do think of me. I shall soon be back.
I love you so much & rejoice, may I say it once more, in the Redfern success. I hope Mrs Taft is nice this after-noon.

I adore you
Lawrence

68635662 - gailkoelker

There is the doric tall house
On the bridge above the river
Where I sowed another summer:
The river is what it was then
Sluggish, picturesque, & cool.
The muses of topography
Are lamadryads & river-gods:
Thou no oracle inhales the steam,
Let, superstitious classicist,
I count the toga and the laurel.
Tender fallacies in the contour
Of the landscape and the city:
Emperors posed against the tower
Of 'the lantern of the West'
Mostly it is Minerva I mind
In marble bust and local lore
I think of you all the while, as my poem tries to show. Do think of me. I shall soon be back.
I love you so much & rejoice, may I say it once more, in the Redfern success. I hope Mrs. Taft is nice this afternoon.
I adore you
Lawrence

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