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I Died for Beauty（Emily Dickinson）
I died for beauty but was scarce
Adjusted in the Tomb
When one who died for Truth，was lain
In the 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
