Letter 400 (1873?) - no ms. Louise and Frances Norcross lyrics

... I think of your little parlor as the poets once thought of Windermere, - peace, sunshine, and books.

      There is no frigate like a book
      To take us lands away
      Nor any coursers - like a page
      Of prancing poetry -
      This traverse may the poorest take
      Without oppress of toll,
      How frugal is the chariot
      That bears the human soul.