[Manuscript & Typescript] The Poems of Sylvia Lynd, poet, novelist, Irish Nationalist.

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Sylvia Lynd, Poet, Novelist, Irish Nationalist, key fiigure in Book Society.
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[b.1888-1952].
£600.00
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Note: Sylvia Lynd, née Dryhurst, poet, novelist, reviewer, significant member of the Book Society, Irish nationalist, daughter of anarchist and suffragette, Nannie Dryhurst (1888-1952). Her papers include, typescripts, manuscripts, unpublished illustrated children's 'books', correspondence, a remarkable diary reflecting her personal, social and literary life (and the cross she had to bear in the alcoholic, Robert Lynd), and substantial autobiographical fragments."Their home in Hampstead was the resort of those in literary circles", including James Joyce (whose wedding reception was held there), W.B. Yeats, Max Beerbohm, H.G. Wells, Rebecca West, etc, etc. More political (nationalist) friends included Roger Casement.A. Manuscript poems:ABEP = The Augustan Books of English Poetry, Second Series, Number Twenty-One: Sylvia Lynd (London: Ernest Benn Ltd., [ ])YP1931 = The Yellow Placard (London: Victor Gollancz Ltd, 1931)CP1945 = Collected Poems of Sylvia Lynd (London: Macmillan & Co. Ltd, 1945)ED = early draft.FC = fair copyHCD = heavily-corrected draftIC = incomplete draftLCD = lightly-corrected draftABEP, p.iii: 'SYLVIA LYND | The image of glass is always in my mind when I read Sylvia Lynd's verse. I think in particular of a delicate crystal Don Quixote I once saw, whose helmet, by some odd caprice, had been painted gold. It was a little wrong-headed to use so fragile a material for that tremendous little statue figure, and entirely whimsical to substitute for rusted steel flawless gold. And yet because of the very oddness the little statue threw a new light on that great epic. | So with Mrs. Lynd's verse. The emotions she enshrines are not seldom profound: she is in touch with "old unhappy far-off things" as well as with much that is fair and fresh. But always with light fingers she is making her bright transparent moulds. Indeed, a hasty reader might complain or pretend that they were so fashioned that he could see through them all. | But he would be wrong. Because if they are of glass, it is stained glass, stained with colours so reticent that only a patient eye can rest on them. Let them, however, once be seen, and they will for such a one outlast the glories of a more strident palette. Read them by lamplight, and see if there is not something warm in the cool depths, and something that reflects the flame, and holds it, because there is a fire in its heart. | HUMBERT WOLFE.'1: 'Although your eyes may sparkle & snap'. ['Emer considers the Posthumous Notices of Bri'.] FC. [Note at end: 'And so on until the Edmond Gosse of circa 1948 arises.']2: 'Grey rocks & the sea | And primroses down to the edge of the foam' LCD. [Note by MG: 'An unpublished poem by S. Lynd?']3. 'A girl who sings in the golden land'. ['Winnie'.] LCD.4. 'A pink picotee in my garden has grown.' IC.5. 'Happy it is to wake & see'. HCD.6. 'Happy it is to wake & see'. LCD.7. 'That is the flycatcher's wing beneath the eaves,'. HCD. [Published in CP1945, p.57.]8. 'My green door discloses | Red flax & red roses'. FC.9. 'By the old thorn tree ragged in the wool'. HCD. [Note by SL: 'In August 1905 my mother & I were staying in rooms in Upper Rathmines Dublin. Our rooms [ends here]']10. 'Happy it is to wake & see'. HCD.11. 'Happy it is to wake & see'. LCD. [Note by MG: 'Rough draft of poems by Sylvia Lynd. One dating from 1905, but mainly written at Tillies Cottage during World War II, I think. M.']12. 'You love me | So I have the power to make you sad . . .' FC.13. 'Happy it is to wake & see'. LCD.14. 'Upon the hilltop bare'. ['The Valley Orchard'.] LCD.15. 'All night all night all night the train'. FC.16. 'It was a garden wreathed with Spring'. LCD.17. 'Who goes there now? By whose young hands'. ['Rhetorical Questions.'] HCD.18. 'For whom the burning in the byres'. FC. [conclusion of 18?]19. 'Who through the lambent snows | Idles within the glassy tide?' HCD.20. 'The breathing of these holy airs'. ['Noël, Noël.'] HCD.21. 'With sun & shade & grass & leaves'. ['Some thoughts about trees.'] HCD.22. 'With sun & shade & grass & leaves'. HCD.23. 'So every gentle stem & leaf'. HCD. [conclusion of 24?]24. 'Only the , believe, have faith'. LCD.25. 'The Willows now are ruffled white'. LCD.26. 'Today she said your name & did not weep.'. ['In Memory.'] LCD. [Dated 18 May 1946 by SL.]27. 'The earth is almost black. The pools between'. ['Tir Conaill'.] LCD.28. 'The curtain sways a little. A great wave'. LCD.29. 'That is the Lark who sings for joy,'. ['Skylark in February'.] LCD. [Note by SL: 'To follow | The Summer Grass is two feet high,'.]30. 'In Glass painting weather so dark & so bright'. ['Death in Snowy Weather'.] HCD. [3pp.]31. 'Dark, the Indifferent, | Cold, the Malevolent,'. ['Glory of the Snow.'] FC. [Subtitle by SL: 'In memory of Skelton & other newer English people'.] [2pp., with cutting of the poem as printed in the Bookman, Christmas 1946, as 'A Flower | in remembrance of Skelton and other more recent English people.']32. 'No one remembers now, not one,'. ['An Old Woman'.] LCD.33. 'Today she said your name & did not weep.' ['In Memory.'] LCD.34. 'Dear Mind of God,'. ['Prayer.'] LCD.35. 'No one remembers now, not one'. ['An Old Woman.'] FC.36. 'This is the place this is the mortised stone'. LCD.37. 'See with how blue a flame'. ['Ship's Timber'.] LCD.38. 'Picking currants & gooseberries'. HCD.39. 'Here are thistles tall as trees'. HCD.40. 'Here are thistles, devils' kin'. LCD.41. 'Suddenly March has become May.' HCD.42. 'Suddenly March has become May.' HCD.43. 'Suddenly March has become May.' HCD.44. 'Suddenly March has become May.' LCD.45. 'Suddenly March has become May.' HCD.46. 'Picking currants & gooseberries'. HCD.47. 'The sunset fades, a stave of cloud'. HCD.48. 'In the October night | I heard the dew falling,'. ['The Foggy Dew.'] LCD.49. 'In the October night | I heard the dew falling'. ['The Foggy Dew.'] FC. [Holograph.]50. 'Scarce had we met before we said | good bye'. ['Immortal Time.'] HCD.51. 'Like to clouds in the wind like foam the river'. LCD.52. 'It was a garden wreathed with Spring'. FC.53. 'The golden hearted daisies close'. ['Summer Night'.] [2pp.]54. 'For whom the ragwort whom?' HCD.55. 'The hedges heap their flowers for whom?' ED.56. 'O you who know the hearts of men'. ['Morris Dance.'] LCD.57. 'See the crusted gorsey bill rising to the blue'. LCD.58. 'Mary, Elizabeth, & I'. ['An Epitaph'.] HCD.59. 'But if a young angel eleven years old'. HCD. [headed by SL '3']60. 'But if a young angel a dozen years old'. LCD.61. 'Today I said your name | & did not weep,'. LCD.62. 'In a green garden under a June sky'. LCD.63. 'In a green garden, under a June sky,'. LCD.64. 'I heard the squadron flying home'. ['R.A.F.'] LCD. [Published in CP1945, p.3.]65. 'But there when the grass of Parnassus had sowed itself -, | Coming as the last Springlike flowers of summer'. HCD. [2pp.]66. 'Mary, dear Bessie, dearer I'. HCD.67. 'In a green garden | under a grey June sky | I heard goldfinches tinkling | as they fly'. LCD. [2pp.]68. 'No one remembers now, not one | The hair that like a primrose shone,'. ['An Old Woman.']69. 'That summer when her babe was born | She saw the sunrise everyday,' ['The Beginning' (amended from 'Early Morning').] LCD.70. 'One April day of weeping sky | I found a drowning butterfly,'. ['A Memory.'] FC.71. 'The trees that stand about the house | Stretch their lean hands in hungry air;'. ['Winter Trees.'] [Holograph.]72. 'The bearded barley it grows so high | When the wind comes from the south'. ['To An Old Time.'] FC. [2pp. on one leaf.]73. 'The window is round | The sky is blue'. ['The Barber's First Brother.'] FC. [4pp.] [Published as first of 'Arabian Nights Entertainments' in CP1945, pp.88-91.]74. 'When I was young & you still younger.' ['An Epistle to E. S. from The Barley Mow, Clifton Hampton, 1934.'] [first page only] [Published as 'The Kingfisher | To E. S.' in CP1945, pp.77-78.]75. 'Snow on the cottage roof'. HCD.76. 'In the beginning was the word'. ['The Importance of Not Breaking Promises.'] [Published as 'The Promise' in CP1945, p.23.]77. 'Wine has set music to my tongue, | I will sing, O my belovèd, I will sing.' ['Enis-el-Jalis takes the Lute. | "If she sing not well, O Ja'far," said the Kalifeh, "I will have her, & all who listen to her, crucified."'] LCD. [6pp.] [Published as second of 'Arabian Nights Entertainments in CP1945, pp.91-96.]78. 'Out of the North the wind aloud | Shouts as he shatters cloud on cloud'. ['The Hermitage.'] [Dated by SL: 'Lyme Regis. April 1917.'] [2pp.]79. 'When forest leaves were bursting forth'. ['The Cold Winds of Spring'.] LCD. [2pp. on one leaf.]80. 'No flower was ever so sweet | Passed by unheeding feet'. ['The Teacup Bunch.'] FC.81. 'A girl who sings in a golden land'. ['Winnie'.] FC.82. 'All bowed by tempest from the West, | As setting out upon some quest,' ['Wotton Hill.'] [By SL at head: 'From Mrs. Robert Lynd, | c/o Mrs. Hinton, | 3 Ozone Terrace, | Lyme Regis, | Dorset. | 29. 3. '17.' [Holograph.]83. 'By the old thorn tree ragged with wool'. LCD. [incomplete?]84. 'They have cut down the trees | And a piece of my life is gone'. HCD. [2pp.]85. 'What my love for you love | I find me | Ere prudence the grief of Kings blind me?' ED.86. 'They sang before they slept & in their singing | I saw the young grass growing'. ['Wind Gentle Evergreen.'] LCD. [Published in CP1945, p.66-67.]87. 'I saw the sky at clearest azure | When the white mists draw away at the sun's pleasure'. HCD.88. 'Music & Spring you carry in your measure'. HCD.89. 'And old men tasting old delight'. ED.90. 'Sweet honeycomb & blazing wood'. ED.91. 'At Bignor Mill the horses plough, | At Lewes in my mother's day'. HCD.92. 'Sweet honeycomb & blazing wood'. ED.93. 'At Bignor Mill the horses plough'. HCD.94. 'At Bignor Mill the horses plough. | At Lewes in my mother's day'. LCD.95. 'Sweet honeycomb & fragrant wood'. HCD.96. 'And honeycomb & fragrant wood'. ED.97. 'At Bignor Mill the horses plough -'. HCD.98. 'I long to see the flowers again'. ['Some of their Names.'] LCD. [Published in YP1931, pp.36-37]99. 'Spindleberries in the sun,' ED.100. 'I long to see the flowers again'. ['Some of the Names.'] HCD.101. 'I long to see the flowers again'. ['Some of their Names.'] HCD.102. 'I long to see the flowers again.' ['Some of their Names.'] LCD.103. 'I long to see the flowers again'. ['Some of their names.'] ED.104. 'I long to see the flowers again'. HCD.105. 'Men reaped with sickles in their hands' [amended from 'I have seen old men reap with sickles']. HCD.106. 'That is the lark who sings for joy'. ['A Fine Day - January'.] FC.107. 'That night I heard the New Year bells'. ['Snowy New Year.'] FC. [Published as 'Memory of Childhood' in CP1945, p.69.]108. 'Oh who lives here? Oh who lives here? | The lighted window in the gloom' LCD.109. 'This was her grief, that when the moon was full,'. ['The Solitary.'] LCD. [3pp.] [Published in YP1931, pp.16-17; CP1945, pp.28-29.]110. 'I sowed the seeds of love | I sowed them in the spring'. ['The Seeds of Love'.] FC. [2pp.] [Published in CP1945, p.27.]111. 'Though April nights are wild & wet'. ['April Harvest'.]112. 'I long to see the flowers again, | The flowers whose names I scarce remember;'. ['Some of their Names.'] FC. [2pp.]113. 'They sang before they slept & in their singing'. ['"Wind Gentle Evergreen" . . .'] LCD. [Published in CP1945, pp.66-67.]114. 'Lift your beautiful hand again | Belovèd, & let me look on it.' ['With smiling mouth'] LCD.115. 'Lift your beautiful hand again | Beloved, & let me look on it,'. HCD.116. 'A wind from the East had swept the sky bare'. ['Bad News. II I. IIV.'] HCD.117. 'Sky black, & the moon & sail overall.' HCD.118. 'This is Summer this is peace | Scarlet laden apple tree' [amended from 'This was Summer this was peace [...]'. HCD.119. 'Dear Mind of God'. LCD.120. 'Let well alone, | Even though you own | The Philosopher's stone.' ['Wisdom'.] LCD.121. 'Tim flowing, Time going.' LCD.122. 'The sunset fades, a stave of cloud'. ['Bomber Squadrons.'] FC.123. 'No one remembers now, no one'. ['An Old Woman'.] FC.124. 'With sky casting shade & the ground casting light' [amended from 'In glass-painting weather so dark & so bright'.] HCD.125. 'Mary, Elizabeth & I | To this bedroom came to die.' ['Relations.'] [Holograph.]126. 'Mary, dear Bessie, dearer I | To this bedroom came to die.' ['Epitaphs.'] FC.127. 'Not sleeping, not waking, not waking, not sleeping.' HCD.128. '"You, too, at midnight, suddenly awaking"'. ['A poem on another poet's line.'] FC.129. 'In glass-painting weather, so dark & so bright,'. FC.130. 'In glass-painting weather, so dark & so bright,'. ['Death in Snowy Weather'.] HCD. [3pp.]131. 'The thorn trees in the lane | Hold their lightless lamps again'. LCD. [Published as 'Bad Weather' in CP1945, p.31.]132. 'I walked along the sands & thought of you | And sang your songs of love. My words were these -'. FC.133. 'Dark & young, adorable, | Liquid eyes so full of meaning | Mouth of flowers, my Gabriel,'. FC.134. 'Make no question haste to love,'. ['Old Song' (amended from 'Old Restoration Song').] LCD.135. 'On a chill day of weeping sky | I found a famished butterfly,'. ['Hospes Comesque Corperis.'] FC.136. 'At Bignor Hill the horses plough, | At Lewes, in my mother's day,'. ['A Regret for Modernity.'] LCD.137. 'Sweet honeycomb & blazing wood, | We knew them for what they were,' LCD.138. 'My hawk my bow my skilful sling | Shall slay the bird upon the wing'. LCD.139. 'And was she brown or was she white [last word amended from 'fair']'. HCD.140. 'I have a pup a pup called Jo | Everywhere I go he will go'. LCD.141. 'Give me my cap of elfin red | My shoes with wingèd heels' and 'Our baby in her chariot'. LCDs.142. 'The moon has fallen out of the sky'. ED.143. 'Happy are they who on their knees | Are watched by heavenly hierarchies' and 'let love be easy love be snug'. EDs.144. [Page headed '2', beginning] '[...] Happy their love. The night grew deep | In deep contentment Ellen lay'.145. 'Far in the South where the Summer's long a-dying'. ['A Swallow.']146. 'Across the distant hill it lies | A road that leads from town to town'. ['The Roads'.]147. 'Who sees the chequered valley' [single deleted line] ED.B. Typed poems1. '"You, too, at midnight, suddenly awaking"'. ['A Poem on Another Poet's Line.' (put in brackets as a subtitle, and the title 'The Question' added in autograph by SL.]2. '"You, too, at midnight, suddenly awaking"'. ['A Poem on Another Poet's Line.' (put in brackets as a subtitle, and the title 'The Question' added in autograph by SL.] [Typed, and in top right-hand corner: 'Tillies Cottage, | Forest Green, | Dorking, | Surrey.']3. 'God does not err in anything: | The ring-dove's neck, the beetle's wing;'. ['The Small Daughter.'] [Typed at foot: 'Sylvia Lynd.'] [Carbon.] [Published in ABEP, pp.24-25, with the first line reading 'God does not fail in anything,']4. 'Lift latch, step in, be welcome, Sir,'. ['A Luncheon - July 1923.'] [Carbon.]5. 'Mary Ann, dear Bess and I | To this bedroom came to die,'. [Note by MG at foot: 'Written by Sylvia Lynd in her bedroom at 5 Keats Grove, Hampstead, during one of her many illnesses. She did die, aged 63, in February 1952. Mary Ann Dryhurst was her grandmother (of whom there is a miniature with rosy cheeks & corkscrew curls) & Bess was Aunt Bessie, sister of A. R. Dryhurst, Uncle Ger & Uncle Fer all in 5 & 6 Keats Grove ("John Street" then)'.6. 'In the October night I heard the dew falling,'. [Deleted title: 'In the October Night'.] [Typed at foot: 'Sylvia Lynd.']7. 'Happy it is to wake and see | The sky-filled branches of a tree;'. ['Country Waking'.] [Carbon, with autograph signature at foot: 'Sylvia Lynd'.]8. 'The summer grass is two feet high | The Yellowhammer's summer long | Is half a minute long'. ['Summer'.] [On reverse of letterhead of 15 Queen's Gate Gardens, SW7]9. 'With sun and shade and grass and leaves | How many shapes my eye perceives -'. ['A Regency Garden.'] [2pp.] [Carbon.] [Published in CP1945, pp.41-42.]10. 'The window's round, | The sky is blue, | Two doves sit still | On the window sill; | With murmurous sound | They coo and coo.' ['The Barber's First Brother. | Know, O Prince of the Faithful, that the first (who was named El-Bakbuk) . . . practised the art of a tailor in Baghdad.'] [7pp.] [With carbon, including covering title-page: 'On Looking into Lane's Arabian Nights'.]11. 'Wine has set music to my tongue, | I will sing, O my beloved, I will sing,'. ['The Fair Persian | (Then Enis-el-Jalis took the Lute. | "If she sing not well, O Ja'far," said the Kalifeh, "I will have her, and all who listen to her, crucified.")'] [6pp., carbon, continuing on from that of 10 above.]12. 'There was a room I used to know, | Ever so many years ago,'. ['Miss Daly's.'] [4pp., carbon, following on from 11 above.] [Published as 'Miss Daly's' in YP1931, pp.55-58; and as 'Miss Daly's | To R. L.' in CP1945, pp.82-85.]13. 'Walking alone in the walled garden | After the close of day,'. ['Night Thought'.] [Carbon, following on from 13 above.] [Published in YP1931, p.18; CP1945, p.6.]14. 'That day, that three times happy day, | Is now a myriad miles away,'. ['That Day.'] [Carbon, following on from 14 above.] [Published in ABEP, pp.23-24; YP1931, p.54; CP1945, p.49.]15. 'The church bells make their tumbling song, | And swiftly now the shadows grow | The quiet fields among:'. ['Nightfall'.] [Carbon, following on from 15 above.] [Published in ABEP, p.13; YP1931, pp.38-39; CP1945, p.38.] 16. 'That little road I shall not take, | That little way I shall not go,'. ['Monologue'.] [Carbon, following on from 16 above.] [Published in YP1931, pp.52-53]17. 'Can you not tell me the way to the Blue Mountains?' ['The Irishman's Story.'] [2pp., carbon, following on from 17 above.] [Published in ABEP, pp.25-26; YP1931, pp.79-80; CP1945, pp.99-100.]18. 'Make no question haste to Love, | Consultancy but Time will prove.' ['Old Song'.] [With carbon copy.]19. 'The rooks travelled home, | The milch cows went lowing, | And down in the meadow | An old man was mowing.' ['The Mower.'] [Typescript, with carbon.] [Published in ABEP, pp.11-12, CP1945, p.34.]20. 'I long to see the flowers again, | The flowers whose names I scarce remember,'. ['Some of Their Names.'] [Published in CP1945, p.55.]21. 'On a chill day of weeping sky | I found a famished butterfly,'. ['Hospes Comesque Corperis'.]22. 'At Bignor still the horses plough, | At Lewes, in my mother's day,'. [Deleted title: 'A Regret for Modernity'.] [2pp.]23. 'This was her grief, that when the moon was full, | And earth lay drowned far down in beauty's pool,'. ['The Solitary.'] [2pp., carbon.]24. 'I sowed the seeds of love | I sowed them in the Spring'. ['The Seeds of Love'.] [Carbon.] [Published in YP1931, pp.33-34; CP1945, p.27.]25. 'Though April nights are wild and wet | Within them hides the violet,'. ['April Harvest.'] [Carbon.] [Published in YP1931, p.35]26. 'They sang before they slept and in their singing | I saw the young grass growing and the springing'. [' "Wind Gentle Evergreen" . . .'] [Carbon.] [Published in YP1931, p.51]27. 'Wine has set music to my tongue, | I will sing, O my beloved, I will sing,'. ['The Fair Persian. | (Then Enis-el-Jalis took the Lute. | "If she sing not well, O Ja'far," said the Kalifeh, "I will have her, and all who listen to her, crucified.")' [In type at end: 'Sylvia Lynd'. Addressed in autograph on reverse of last leaf: 'Mrs Robert Lynd, | 14 Downshire Hill, | Hampstead. | N.W.'] [Published in YP1931, pp.69-75; CP1945, pp.91-96.]28. 'She. Slow pass the hours - ah, passing slow | My doom is worse than anything | Conceived by Edgar Allan Poe | The Queen is duller than the King.' ['Ballade Tragique à Double Refrain | Scene: a room in Windsor Castle | Time: the present | Enter a Lady in Waiting and a Lord in Waiting.']29. [Typed in the 1970s or 1980s (by Sigle Lynd?)] 'A cherry bough 'gainst a pale spring sky,'. ['In April', with following typed at head of page: 'Sylvia Lynd's first poem to be published, in the Westminster Gazette April 30 1904'.] [Typed at foot of poem: 'First and worst!', beside which, in MG's autograph: '(Sheila's comment?)'.]C. Plays1. 'A Little Publicity'. Typescript in four blue folders: First, Act I Scene I (pp.i+1-24); Second, Act I Scene II (pp.25-32); Third, Act II (pp.33-45); Fourth, Act III (pp.46-56). 2. 'A Play in Two Acts' [in pencil on cover 'WEST END SHOOTING']. Typescript in two blue folders: First, Act I (pp.ii+1-42); Second, Act II (pp.44-85). With duplicate of second folder. A later draft of Item 1. All three folders with autograph emendations.3. Two autograph manuscripts, of 'A Little Publicity'/'A Play in Two Acts'. First, headed 'Act I Scene I'. 11pp; second, headed 'Act II', 17pp.4. 'Blackmail [autograph emendation of 'The Doctor'] | A Disagreeable Play in Three Acts | By | ['John Peden' deleted here] (Sylvia Lynd)'. Typescript in folder, [i + 20 + 11 + 9 =] 41pp.5. Autograph manuscript of theatrical dialogue, beginning: 'A. S. You went to see that woman again. After giving me your solemn word that you'd completely broken with her. Well, now you've broken with me & you'll get what is coming to you.' 8pp. Characters: 'A. S.', 'M. S.', 'Atkins'.6. Incomplete autograph manuscript of theatrical dialogue. 2pp, paginated 2 and 3. Page 2 begins: '[...] apply the laws of Rugby Football to international affairs (Loud applause) Soccer too if you like - yes it's just as fair a game - (loud applause) Some think a better'. Characters: 'Atkins', 'M. S.' and 'Miss J.'7. Autograph manuscript, headed 'Act I Scene II'. 2pp. Written in shorthand, except for: 'Miss J. Excuse me, Mr. Standish, but you ought to be starting for the fishmongers.'D. Proofs and printed poems1. Proof of poem 'An Epitaph | By Sylvia Lynd' (first line: 'To-day she spoke your name and did not weep.'). Headed 'PROOF to - | MRS. LYND, | 5, KEATS GROVE, N.W.3.' Beneath this: 'ADD POEMS - SUNDAY, June 16'. [In autograph on reverse: '27c Norham Rd. | Oxford. | Norah - | Harlin Bay Hotel, | Padstow, | North Cornwall'.]2. Proof of poem 'That Is The Lark | By Sylvia Lynd' (first line: 'That is the lark who sings for joy'). Headed 'PROOF TO MRS. ROBERT LYND, | 5, KEATS GROVE, | HAMPSTEAD, N.W.3. | FOR JANUARY 4 - POEM - page 3.'3. Proof of 'Men and Books | By Sylvia Lynd', review of 'The Arrow: W. B. Yeats Commemorative Number' (1939), beginning 'The name of Yeats was already a word of magic in my childhood when, at about the age of twelve, I first set eyes on him.'4. Proof of poem 'Remember and Living' (first line: 'In a green garden under a June sky,'). Stamped 'EVERYBODY'S', with 'July 30' in pencil. With magazine cutting of the poem.5. Proof of poem 'An Epistle' (first two lines: 'God does not fail in anything, | The ring-dove's neck, the beetle's wing,'). At foot, in type, 'SYLVIA LYND.' Headed 'NATION - POETRY JANUARY 28 [c.1914]'.6. Cutting of poem 'The Irish Volunteers or The Irish Rapparee | (A new ballad to the tune of "Paddie's Evermore")' (first line 'Oh may the field that hides the hare | Hide well our hunted men,'). From 'Old Ireland', 5 November 1921.7. Cutting of poem 'Solomon's Seal' (first line: 'With this sigil, [amended in autograph to 'sign'] with this star,'. From 'The Week-end Review', 3 December 1932.8. Cutting of article 'Unquenchable Beauty of Clarissa | In the Toils of the Most Charming Villain in Literature | By Sylvia Lynd'. From 'T. P.'s Weekly for November 12, 1927', pp.91-92.9. 'Two Songs' ('The Hazel Leaves' and 'White and Blue'), signed in type at foot 'SYLVIA LYND'. In the series of 'The Grasshopper Broadsheets', No. 4, 3rd Series, April 1944. 'Printed by Bacon & Hudson, Ltd., Derby and published by Kenneth Hopkins, 670, Osmaston Road, Derby.' SEE related material, sku #s16322, 16323, 16325, 16226 16327.