These held their Wick above the West --
These held their Wick above the West --
Till when the Red declined --
Or how the Amber aided it --
Defied to be defined --
Then waned without disparagement
In a dissembling Hue
That would not let the Eye decide
Did it abide or no --
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Emily Dickinson
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