Emily Dickinson
I died for Beauty -- but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lain In an adjoining room -- He questioned softly "Why I failed"? "For Beauty", I replied -- "And I -- for Truth -- Themself are One -- We Brethren, are", He said -- And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night -- We talked between the Rooms -- Until the Moss had reached our lips -- And covered up -- our names --
Emily Dickinson
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