James Aldrich. 1810-1856. John Bartlett, comp. 1919. Familiar Quotations, 10th ed.

John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

James Aldrich. (1810–1856)

    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.

    But when the sun in all his state
  Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through Glory’s morning-gate,
  And walked in Paradise. 1

A Death-Bed.

Note 1.
Thomas Hood: The Death Bed, page 591. Phœbe Cary: The Wife, page 171. [back]