"The Wind – tapped like a tired Man – And like a Host – 'Come in' I boldly answered – entered then – My Residence within –"

"A Letter always feels to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend."

"The Tint I cannot take – is best – The Color I can own – Is poorest – Doubtless I am still Too near the Sun –"

"The Sun went down – no Sweet Repose Permitted on the Road – To look at what the Day brought forth Or what the Night bestowed."

"The only Port I ever knew Is that which leads to Thee – The only Land I ever saw Is in Thy Memory –"