Sunday, April 29, 2012

Beauty and Truth

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

- Emily Dickinson 

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