"THEREFORE ON THIS BRIGHT MAY DAY ARE WE WREATHING A FLOWERY BAND TO BIND US ROUND THE EARTH."—Keats, slightly altered.
THANK YOU!
(For a Photograph, inscribed "With Ethel Travers's kind regards.")
It was only a week in the brightest of summers,
We played tennis and golf, and, when ended the day,
We made furious love as two amateur mummers,