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I died for Beauty — but was scarce

I died for Beauty — but was

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When One who died for Truth, was

In an adjoining room —He questioned softly "Why I failed"?"For Beauty",

I replied —"And I — for Truth — Themself 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 —

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Little known during her life, she has since been regarded as …

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