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. A Poor Torn Heart, a Tattered Heart
2. Delight Becomes Pictorial
3. A Thought Went up My Mind To-day
4. Is Heaven a Physician?
5. Too Much

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

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