Walter Headlam, his letters and poems; . ome of his friends as thecomplete letter-writer, he would to the end of his lifeoften accept an invitation or commemorate some slightincident in more or less extemporised verse. Longafter days—in fact, quite in his late years—three Newnham students * with whom he used often toride (glad of the opportunity of competing with hisinventiveness in discovering pretexts for giving pre-sents) sent him a hunting-crop to replace one whichhe had broken while attempting to open a gate forthem. The Greek lines given below conveyed histhanks to one of the thre
Walter Headlam, his letters and poems; . ome of his friends as thecomplete letter-writer, he would to the end of his lifeoften accept an invitation or commemorate some slightincident in more or less extemporised verse. Longafter days—in fact, quite in his late years—three Newnham students * with whom he used often toride (glad of the opportunity of competing with hisinventiveness in discovering pretexts for giving pre-sents) sent him a hunting-crop to replace one whichhe had broken while attempting to open a gate forthem. The Greek lines given below conveyed histhanks to one of the three, a pupil of his, while theEnglish stanzas, which he described as a freetranslation, were written for the benefit of anotherof the trio who did not know Greek. * Their friends and contemporaries will recognise underthe playful pseudonyms Miss Elizabeth Philipps (Mrs. MarcusDimsdale), Miss Victoria Buxton (Mrs. de Bunser), and MissJessie Crum (Mrs. H. F. Stewart). 26 £ C u cu aan a S> c (U w Q M i 3 b Cni in o?s o 3 Q njinID o. 3 js3 3O Q a PQ 3 3 WALTER HEADLAM HUNTING-CROP Macrnt, iTnrehaTeipa, ttv\wv eiravoiKTpi aypoiKOov \arpi, <re /xev rpia-cral 7rap6evoi i7T7r6Sajuotavr oXiyoou fxeya Swpov ejuo] ^apicravro po e®e y^voio K/pceto? Texyw pafi3o$ ;Ti}]sffxi] /ur]v aWd^oov <pv<rea)$ ru-nov, aXX iva 6eu]$ aOavaTOVs acrirep vvv hXayov yjxpiTa- To-day when the weather is wettish I stay disappointed at home :Yet bring me my mystical fetish ! No need for diversion to roam :For such the strange power of my whip is, This wonder of wonderful sticks,It will show to my fancy Philippis And Niko and Psix. Man weaves and is clothed with derision ; He sows and he shall not reap ;Yet still the command of the vision This wand shall eternally keep:And so mid the wreck of my Sharon Wherever my w
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