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“All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hour-glass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do so, would I?”

A wistful meditation on ageing, lost time and the uncertainty of wishing life backwards · Essay collection, Ponkapog Papers (1903)

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich

11 November 1836–19 March 1907

In the pantheon of American letters, Thomas Bailey Aldrich occupies a curious position—neither forgotten nor fully celebrated, he stands as a bridge figure between the rough-hewn democracy of antebellum American literature and the refined aestheticism that would characterize the Gilded Age. Born into a nation still…

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