These Held Their Wick Above The West-

Emily Dickinson

1390

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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