I DIED FOR BEAUTY

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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 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