[Published In "A Masque Of Poets" At The Request Of "H.H.," The Author'S Fellow-Townswoman And Friend.] 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!