Emily Dickinson (183086). Complete Poems. 1924. |
Part Four: Time and Eternity
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| I DIED for beauty, but was scarce | |
| Adjusted in the tomb, | |
| When one who died for truth was lain | |
| In an adjoining room. | |
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| He questioned softly why I failed? | 5 |
| For beauty, I replied. | |
| And I for truth,the two are one; | |
| We brethren are, he said. | |
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| And so, as kinsmen met a night, | |
| We talked between the rooms, | 10 |
| Until the moss had reached our lips, | |
| And covered up our names. | |
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