Author Emily Dickinson 349 I had the Glory—that will do— An Honor, Thought can turn her to When lesser Fames invite— With one long "Nay"— Bliss' early shape Deforming—Dwindling—Gulfing up— Time's possibility. Tags time Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments