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    <title>GreacenStanford113</title>
    <Collections>Letters to Stanford</Collections>
    <Contributor>Greacen Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1974 May 7th</Coverage>
    <Creator>LHL</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>GreacenStanford113</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Stranmillis</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
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    <Publisher>LHL</Publisher>
    <Relation>LHL</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿Autumn 1939

McFadden hawked &quot;Peace News&quot; in Royal Avenue,
Outraged the moon-faced citizens.
END THE WAR! PEACE NOW!

While I was buying stamps in the G.P.O.
For frantic letters to Irene.
END THE WAR! PEACE NOW!

McFadden showed me his singing poems.
I said : &quot;John Keats is dead&quot;.
END THE WAR! PEACE NOW!

Leaves choked the Stranmillis gutters,
Slow fuses smouldered up the Falls.
END THE WAR! PEACE NOW!

Robert Greacen

5th May &#039;74
My dear Derek -
This is my latest effusion.
on Wedsesday.
Love to you both - Robert
Much enjoyed yr piece on Heath - Stubbs + yr letter on
Brother Colin. He answered civilly.
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