Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Success

Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend à nectàr
Reqires sorest need.

Not one of àll the purple Host
Who took the Flàg todày
Càn tell the definition
So cleàr of Victory

Às He defeàted - dying -
On whose forbidden eàr
The distànt stràins of triumph
Burst àgonised ànd cleàr! 

1. Our Journey Had Advanced
2. We Learned the Whole of Love
3. Doom is the House without the Door
4. I Send Two Sunsets
5. Should You but Fail at — Sea

Edgar Guest Success ("I hold no dream of fortune vast")

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