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I'Mr Harold Monro: A Poet and His Ideal';a1 have time only for a little line this morning: only time to explain why I cannot write at greater length. TheMonro, HaroldTSE on the death of;b2 enclosed obituary (which I wrote myself ) tells what happened.1 I was quite prepared for it, but not for his dying quite so suddenly. I spent the whole of Wednesday getting the material and writing this in time for Thursday’s Times, and in various telephone calls in connexion with the whole matter. He had very few intimate friends, but we were all very fond of him. Yesterday'Modern Dilemma, The'being composed;a3 I was rushed by having to finish the B.B.C. talk which I should have finished the day before; now I have got to go and see about flowers, and tomorrow morning the funeral. Harold’s absence will leave a great gap in life; butMonro, Alida (née Klementaski)TSE worries for;a4 at the moment I am chiefly concerned to know how his wife, Alida, is left. I will tell you more about them another time.
I was so surprised and intoxicated by the picture that the letter I wrote on Tuesday was not a letter I should otherwise have written: I meant I left out much. IChristianitydeath and afterlife;b4consoles TSE in life;a2 had wanted to send you an Easter letter in time for Easter. I hope that sometimes, at this season, you may mention me in your prayers; that you will have a quiet and serene Holy Week, and that Easter will bring as it should, some gift of hope and content. ItChristianityvirtues heavenly and capital;e1hope, a duty;b4 is very hard, I know as well as anyone; but I do feel that hope and content are a duty that we must study; and there is a kind of serenity, which, if it does not give much ‘happiness’ to the possessor (for nothing is a substitute for anything else, that must be faced) constitutes something of the highest value to those about one. I believe that I shall be glad when the end comes – you will say that I have the thought of death too much with me at the moment – but meanwhile I hope to be able to wait and work usefully, and to deserve some of the satisfaction which comes from having been able to help others, even if they are not those whom one would most crave to help.
And now, my dear, good bye until Tuesday. Then I will write on Maundy Thursday, and again the following Easter Tuesday.
1.Harold Monro had died on 16 Mar. 1932. TSE, ‘Mr Harold Monro: A Poet and His Ideal’, The Times, 17 Mar. 1932, 16: CProse 4, 432–5.
3.AlidaMonro, Alida (née Klementaski) Klementaski (1892–1969) married Harold Monro on 27 Mar. 1920: see Alida Monro in Biographical Register.
6.Harold MonroMonro, Harold (1879–1932), poet, editor, publisher, bookseller: see Biographical Register.