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Laboratorio => Gruppo di lettura => Topic aperto da: Angela Fragiacomo - Mercoledì 11 Dicembre 2013, 08:53:06
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‘I died for beauty, but was scarce’ 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.