Autograph letter signed ("TSE" [monogram]), to Lytton Strachey ("Dear Lytton"), about his poetry ("...Whether one writes a piece of work well or not seems to me a matter of crystallisation – the good sentence, the good word, is only the final stage in the process. One can groan enough over the choice of a word, but there is something much more important to groan over first. It seems to me just the same in poetry – the words come easily enough, in comparison to the core of it – the tone -- and nobody can help one in the least with that. Anything I have picked up about writing is due to having spent (as I once thought, wasted) a year absorbing the style of F.H. Bradley – the finest philosopher in English – 'App. & Reality' is the Education Sentimentale of abstract thought...") and his work as clerk in the Foreign Transactions Department of Lloyd's Bank ("...You are very – ingenuous – if you conceive me conversing with rural deans in the cathedral close. I do not go to cathedral towns but to centres of industry. My days are absorbed in questions more important than ever entered the heads of deans – as why it is cheaper to buy steel bars from America that [sic] from Middlesbrough, and the probable effect – the exchange difficulties with Poland – and the appreciation of the rupee. My evenings in Bridge. The effect is to make me regard London with disdain, and divide mankind into supermen, termites, and wireworms. I am sojourning among the termites. At any rate that coheres. I feel sufficiently specialised, at present, to inspect or hear any ideas with impunity..."), 5 pages, in fine fresh condition, 8vo, 18 Crawford Mansions, 1 June 1919