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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.
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Not with a Club, the Heart is broken
Nor with a Stone —
A Whip so small you could not see it
I've known To lash the Magic Creature
Till it fell,
Yet that Whip's Name
Too noble then to tell. Magnanimous as Bird
By Boy descried —
Singing unto the Stone
Of which it died — Shame need not crouch
In such an Earth as Ours —
Shame — stand erect —
The Universe is yours.
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She died—this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.
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I heard a Fly buzz — when I died —
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air —
Between the Heaves of Storm —
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That such have died enables us
The tranquiller to die;
That such have lived, certificate
For immortality.
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A death-blow is a life-blow to some
Who, till they died, did not alive become;
Who, had they lived, had died, but when
They died, vitality begun.
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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 —
Emily Dickinson
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The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie.
Louise Bogan
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Born:
December 10, 1830
Died:
May 15, 1886
(aged 55)
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