Emily Dickinson Poem

Glory is that bright tragic thing

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Glory is that bright tragic thing
That for an instant
Means Dominion
Warms some poor name
That never felt the Sun
Gently replacing
In oblivion –

Go not too near a House of Rose
Glass was the Street – in Tinsel Peril

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