The Stars are old, that stood for me —
The West a little worn —
Yet newer glows the only Gold
I ever cared to earn —
Presuming on that lone result
Her infinite disdain
But vanquished her with my defeat
‘Twas Victory was slain.
(Emily Dickinson)
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