She composed a farewell poem, 'On a summer night such as this, when we are worn out and can't fight off drowsiness, even were we not ready to die, a little cuckoo is singing, as though urging us to part.'
辞世は「さらぬだに　打ちぬる程も　夏の夜の別れを誘ふ　ほととぎすかな」