Letter 85 - June 12th, 1842
Mine own Dove,
Your persistence, and the inquisitive manner of your letter, have goaded my lips into a very amused smirk. I suppose, realizing how fervently you yearn to examine my unremarkable poetry, I shall oblige. And, bequeathing this poem to you, I swear that the proceeding words are yours to hold to your bosom for all of eternity. It seems, too, that the enchantment of your own words have inspired me to be charitable and bold. However, for all you deem me a poet, I deem you all the more an artist of unrivaled brilliance—an artist whose humility permits few privileged mortals to gaze upon her magnificent work:
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