Without Distinction - Poetry of Henry Livingston, illustrated by antique postcards

Without distinction, fame, or note
Upon the tide of life I float,

A bubble almost lost to sight

As cobweb frail, as vapor light;

And yet within that bubble lies

A spark of life which never dies.

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Without distinction, fame, or note Upon the tide of life I float, A bubble almost lost to sight As cobweb frail, as vapor light; And yet within that bubble lies A spark of life which never dies.