I never lost as much but twice, (unsourced)
by Emily Dickinson (1830–1886) English
I never lost as much but twice,
And that was in the sod.
Twice have I stood a beggar
Before the door of God!
Angels — twice descending
Reimbursed my store —
Burglar! Banker — Father!
I am poor once more!
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