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X. Emily Dickinson

June 18, 2010 by Every Writer

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

X.

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, ? the two 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.

Filed Under: 1800s Poetry, Dickinson, Emily

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