Yesterdays, Part Six

Look back on Time, with kindly eyes—
He doubtless did his best—
How softly sinks that trembling sun
In Human Nature’s West—


Once again, here is a selection of old photographs. Culled from forgotten albums, scrapbooks, and overstuffed boxes of miscellaneous memorabilia, each eloquently supports Dickinson’s thesis in its own quiet way.

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