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Henry Reed

I lived from 1914-1986. I was from England, and am in the English category.

Henry Reed, was both a  poet and  a playwright.  He  was born in Birmingham 22nd February 1914, the elder child and only son of Henry Reed, master bricklayer, and his wife, Mary Ann Ball. He was educated at King Edward VI Grammar School, Birmingham, where he specialized in classics. Since Greek was not taught, he taught himself, and went on to win the Temperley Latin prize and a scholarship to Birmingham University, gaining a first-class degree (1934) and an MA for a thesis on the novels of Thomas Hardy (1936).

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