She put the letter into an envelope, sealed it up with practical swiftness, rang the bell for Annie and sent it to the postbox round the corner.
"In the Wilderness"
Robert Hichens
And now I near the hill: these are my woods; this is my gravel bank; that my meadow, my wall, my postbox, and up yonder among the trees shines my light.
"The Hills of Hingham"
Dallas Lore Sharp