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| My Portion is Defeat -- today --
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| Written by: | Emily Dickinson (other works)
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| Poem #: | 639
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| Language: | English
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| Type: | Poetry
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| Preceded by: | To my small Hearth His fire came -- -638-
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| Succeeded by: | I cannot live with You -- -640-
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My Portion is Defeat -- today --
A paler luck than Victory --
Less Paeans -- fewer Bells --
The Drums don't follow Me -- with tunes --
Defeat -- a somewhat slower -- means --
More Arduous than Balls --
'Tis populous with Bone and stain --
And Men too straight to stoop again --,
And Piles of solid Moan --
And Chips of Blank -- in Boyish Eyes --
And scraps of Prayer --
And Death's surprise,
Stamped visible -- in Stone --
There's somewhat prouder, over there --
The Trumpets tell it to the Air --
How different Victory
To Him who has it -- and the One
Who to have had it, would have been
Contender -- to die --
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