Rouge gagne

IV. ROUGE GAGNE.

'T is so much joy !  'T is so much joy ! If I should fail, what poverty ! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured upon a throw ; Have gained!  Yes !  Hesitated so This side the victory ! Life is but life, and death but death ! Bliss is but bliss and breath but breath ! And if, indeed, I fail, At least to know the worst is sweet. Defeat means nothing but defeat, No drearier can prevail ! And if I gain, — oh, gun at sea, Oh, bells that in the steeples be, At first repeat it slow ! For heaven is a different thing Conjectured, and waked sudden in, And might o'erwhelm me so !

 

from Poems by Emily Dickinson (1890)
Rouge et Noir	"Glee! the storm is over"

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