Poetry

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I am going back to school and i am doing poetry right now. I am reading poems by emily dickinson. I am having trouble under standing what she is trying to sa in this poem if any one could can u please write back and help me........
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 to-day
Can tell the definition
So clear, of victory,

As he, defeated, dying,
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Break, agonized and clear.

-- posted by jessallaby