Emily Dickinson

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

I Died For Beauty But Was Scarce - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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.


Comments about I Died For Beauty But Was Scarce by Emily Dickinson

  • Tapan M. Saren (4/23/2017 9:10:00 AM)


    You will live on in our hearts............. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/1/2014 5:12:00 PM)


    ......so true...beauty and truth are both qualities of the divine...enjoyed.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001



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