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Sunday, 29 July 2012

Rosamond Lehmann, William Blake And the Spreadeagle

I have just finished reading Miss Lehmann's The Echoing Grove.

In this novel appears a couplet taken from William Blake's poem Broken Love, a powerful thing indeed.

"And throughout all Eternity
I forgive you, you forgive me."

Yes, "infinite love" was her expression.

There's no escape.  Today I found an ancient Penguin - John Fothergill's An Innkeeper's Diary; I had to buy it - she had a copy and introduced me to the story of The Spreadeagle at Thame and Fothergill's often outrageous tales; typical of the things we shared.

Inevitably I had forgotten the dedication:

To ["T"]
Too Good for Words

I suppose I might have guessed that Fothergill's wife would have to have had that name.

Yet another stab in the heart I'm afraid.

Until the next time

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