Nov. 27.Dear Mrs Lewis--
A thousand thanks for your repeated kindness, and, above all, for the comforting and cheering words of your note. Your advice I feel as a command which neither my heart nor my reason would venture to disobey. May Heaven forever bless you and yours!
A day or two ago I sent to one of the Magazines the sonnet enclosed. Its tone is somewhat too light; but it embodies a riddle which I wish to put you to the trouble of expounding. Will you try?
My best regards, with those of Mrs Clemm, >>to Mr Lewis,<< and believe me, with all the affection of a brother,
Yours always,
Edgar A Poe.
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