Many ideas grow better when transplanted into another mind than in the one where they sprung up.Oliver Wendell Holmes
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James Aldrich (July 14, 1810 - September 9, 1856), was an editor and minor poet.
- Her suffering ended with the day,
Yet lived she at its close,
And breathed the long, long night away
In statue-like repose.
- A Death-Bed, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
- But when the sun in all his state
Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through Glory's morning-gate,
And walked in Paradise.