I hope you love birds, too. It is economical. It saves going to Heaven.

The Soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend --
Or the most agonizing Spy --
An Enemy --could send --.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

I felt it shelter to speak to you.

Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand
When we with Daisies lie --
That Commerce will continue --
And Trades as briskly fly.