Ninon de l’Enclos to Saint-Evremond:

          What a loss for you, my friend!  If it were not for the fact that we, ourselves, will be considered a loss, we could not find consolation.  I sympathize with you with all my heart.  You have just lost an amiable companion who has been your mainstay in a foreign land.  What can be done to make good such a misfortune?  Those who live long are subject to see their friends die, after that, your philosophy, your mind, will serve to sustain you.
          I feel this death as much as if I had been acquainted with the Duchess.  She thought of me in her last moments, and her goodness affected me more than I can express; what she was to you drew me to her.  There is no longer a remedy, and there is none for whatever may happen our poor bodies, so preserve yours.  Your friends love to see you so well and so wise, for I hold those to be wise who know how to be happy.
          I give you a thousand thanks for the tea you sent me, but the lively tone of your letter pleased me as much as your present.
          You will again see Madame Sandwich, whom we saw depart with regret.  I could wish that her condition in life might serve to be of some consolation to you.  I am ignorant of English customs, but she was quite French while here.
          A thousand adieux, my friend.  If one could think, as did Madame de Chevreuse, who believed when dying that she was going to converse with all her friends in the other world, it would be a sweet thought.