Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

I Died For Beauty


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.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Rookie Bill Knotts (12/4/2013 6:59:00 PM)

    When you see truth as beauty, to the rest of the world you are as the dead for no one listens to what you say. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jiang Yunsheng (2/20/2008 7:34:00 PM)

    This poem reminds me of 'Beauty is truth, truth beauty, -that is all / Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.' -by John Keats.

    Great minds think alike. (Report) Reply

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