LANG
(Andrew, 1844-1912, Folklorist, Poet & Scholar)
Brief Autograph Letter Signed to "Dear Minime"
telling her that "Mr Longman is in a hurry. How are you getting on? ..." and asking for a reply, 1 side 8vo., 1 Marloes Road, Kensington, 18th June, no year
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39555
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LANG
(Andrew, 1844-1912, Folklorist, Poet & Scholar)
Fine Autograph Letter Signed to "Dear Richmond"
asking if he could "find room for this note in Master Hynotaux? 2. I think the hoplite mentioned in your review of a book on Thucylides wars, except for his ... no heavier accoutred than a Highlander & his trusty ... if we may judge from vase paintings ... could you let me review Lord Avebury's book in Totems when it comes out? I've lost the biggest part of my new book in Totems! ...", 3 sides 8vo., 1 Marloes Road, 19th May, no year
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LANG
(Andrew, 1844-1912, Folklorist, Poet & Scholar)
Brief Autograph Letter Signed to an unnamed correspondent, ‘Dear Madam’
saying that ”probably there will be other things to copy later...”, 1 side 8vo., Lord’s Cricket Ground headed paper, crossed out, 1 Marloes Rd, 26th June with the year filled in in another hand,
Item Date:
1906
Stock No:
42473
£75
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LAWRENCE
(David Herbert, 1885-1930, Poet, Novelist and Essayist)
Fine signature
on a piece of paper, no place, no date
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LAWRENCE EXPRESSES HIS DISGUST AT THE CONFISCATION OF HIS PAINTINGS AND THE BURNING OF HIS BOOKS
LAWRENCE
(David Herbert, 1885-1930, Poet, Novelist and Essayist)
Superb long Autograph letter signed with initials to Else (Jaffe Richthofen, his sister-in-law)
saying that “Hans says it rains in Bavaria, & Max Mohr says it rains in Bavaria, so I suppose it does. Only now I hope it has left off. Here it is quite decent, sunny mornings, cloudy afternoons, & quite pleasant. The Schwiegermutter [mother-in-law] is here but says she will go back to the Stiff on Thursday. On Friday here ‘heissgeliebese Anita’ [beloved Anita] is due to arrive, with the nichtshoheissgelieber - aberdochgelieber Hinke [nothing dear - but dear Hinke], they will say a while here in the Löwer. [Lion] I have never met the Hinke, so I have a joy in store. We had the 50th Geburtstag bier [birthday beer] on Sunday evening, very noble, Bowle, trout, ducks and nice people - 3 Halms, 2 Schweikbards. 1 Kugler - and they all seemed very happy and we all kept it up very bravely. But alas, next day Frieda was in one of the worst moods I have ever seen here in! a seelerkafter [soulful], or however you spell it. You hear the pictures are to be returned to me, on condition they are never shown again in England, but sent away to me on the Continent, that they may never pollute that island of lily-livered angels again. What hypocrisy & poltroonery, & how I detest & despise my England. I had rather be a German or anything than belong to such a nation of craven, cowardly hypocrites. My curse on them! They will burn my four picture books, will they? So it is decreed. But they shall burn through the thread of their own existence as a nation, at the same time. Delenda est cartago! [Carthage must be destroyed] but she will destroy herself, amply. Che muoia! [Let him die]. Your mother says we are to stay here till middle September. I hope not. We have been here a month on Thursday, and when the heissgeliebse [dearest] Annie is here we shall surely be a superfluity. I should like to move in another week or ten days. Shall we come to Bavaria, to Rolsach, do you thing? or best so south to Lugano? I wonder if Hans is setting off across the mountain! We are going to tea with some Taormina friends, Americans, who are staying in. the Stephanie. Your mother says: Die wirst was schönes schen, Les Stephanie! [You’re going to make something nice, the Stephanie!]. It is all I can do not to make some really rude remark. I am so sick of all those old lies. It is terrible to be old, one becomes a bottle of old, but never mellow lies - lies, lies, lies / everything. Wisheit der Alter! [Wisdom of ages]. 19th Century lies... Only today I threw away the flowers you gathered when you were here & the Toadflax (wilde löwenmaüle) [wild snapdragons] were still fresh...”, 4 sides 4to., on lined paper, Hotel Löwen, [Lion Hotel] Lichtenthal, 13th August
Item Date:
1929
Stock No:
41992
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