I Died for Beauty, but Was Scarce

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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