Poem: Success is Counted Sweetest by Emily Dickinson
Success is counted
sweetest
By those who ne'er
succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the
purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of victory
As he defeated – dying –
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of
triumph
Burst agonized and
clear!
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