emily dickerson poem

Emily Dickinson (1830–86).  Complete Poems.  1924.
Part Five: The Single Hound

XX

GLORY is that bright tragic thing,
That for an instant
Means Dominion,
Warms some poor name
That never felt the sun,         5
Gently replacing
In oblivion.
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