Of Tribulation, these are They by Emily Dickinson
Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White -- The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank Of Victors -- designate --
All these -- did conquer -- But the ones who overcame most times -- Wear nothing commoner than Snow -- No Ornament, but Palms --
Surrender -- is a sort unknown -- On this superior soil -- Defeat -- an outgrown Anguish -- Remembered, as the Mile
Our panting Ankle barely passed -- When Night devoured the Road -- But we -- stood whispering in the House -- And all we said -- was "Saved"!
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