I died for Beauty - but was scarce

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 Bretheren, are", He said -


And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night -

We talked between the Rooms -

Untill the Moss had reached our lips -

And covered up - our names -

Эмили Дикинсон (Emily Dickinson)

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