James Aldrich (July 14, 1810 – September 9, 1856) was an editor and minor poet.
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- 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).