If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
The space between is but an hour,
The frail duration of a flower.


Poems Written and Published During the American Revolutionary War, and Now Republished from the Original Manuscripts (ed. 1809)


If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; The space between is but an hour, The frail duration of a flower.

If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; The space between is but an hour, The frail duration of a flower.

If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; The space between is but an hour, The frail duration of a flower.

If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; The space between is but an hour, The frail duration of a flower.