The Stars are old, that stood for me —

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.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem The Stars are old, that stood for me —

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