THE LETTERS OF RALPH VAUGHAN WILLIAMS

From R. Vaughan Williams,
The White Gates,
Westcott Road,
Dorking.

March 13 [1940?]

My Dear

I write to greet you on your birthday – this may arrive too early – but I do not want it to arrive too late.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest¹

Love, my dear, from

RVW

1. Shakespeare Sonnet 18, ll. 9,10.