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    <title>GreacenStanford293</title>
    <Collections>Letters to Stanford</Collections>
    <Contributor>Greacen Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1977 Aug 12th</Coverage>
    <Creator>LHL</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>GreacenStanford293</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Devon</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿No. 27 P.C.

12 Aug 77

My dear Derek,

Here’s the latest, hot off the typewriter. It’s a bit
strange,! think, but that’s the xx way it turned out...
Norton Fitzwarren and Shepton Mallet are in Somerset -
Sheepwash and Black Torrington in Devon.(The first 2 make
cider which I frequently drink.) I started with the 4 names
and worked the poem from an image I had in my mind of A
Stranger or Traveller. What do you think ?

Love to you both - Robert
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