“I died for Beauty—but was scarce” Summary

“I died for Beauty—but was scarce” Themes

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  Beauty, Truth, and Martyrdom

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  Death, Finality, and Eternity

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Line-by-Line Explanation & Analysis of “I died for Beauty—but was scarce”

• Lines 1-4

  I died for Beauty—but was scarce
  Adjusted in the Tomb
  When One who died for Truth, was lain
  In an adjoining Room—

  

  

  

  

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• Lines 5-8

  He questioned softly "Why I failed?"
  "For Beauty," I replied—
  "And I—for Truth—Themself are One—
  We Brethren, are," He said—

  

  

  

  

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• Lines 9-12

  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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“I died for Beauty—but was scarce” Symbols

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  Moss

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“I died for Beauty—but was scarce” Poetic Devices & Figurative Language

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“I died for Beauty—but was scarce” Vocabulary

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• Scarce
• Adjusted
• Lain
• Adjoining Room
• Failed
• Themself
• Brethren
• Kinsmen
• Moss

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Form, Meter, & Rhyme Scheme of “I died for Beauty—but was scarce”

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More “I died for Beauty—but was scarce” Resources

• External Resources

  • Dickinson at the Morgan Library — Watch a PBS segment on Emily Dickinson and a Dickinson exhibit at the Morgan Library in New York City.

  • A Dickinson Documentary — Watch a short film about Emily Dickinson from the PBS Voices & Visions series.

  • The Original Manuscript — View the original manuscript of the poem, and other Dickinson poems, via Harvard University's Emily Dickinson Archive.

  • The Dickinson Museum — Explore further resources at the website of the Emily Dickinson Museum in Amherst, Massachusetts.

  • The Poet's Life and Work — Read a brief biography of Dickinson at the Poetry Foundation.

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  • A Light exists in Spring

  • A Murmur in the Trees—to note—

  • A narrow Fellow in the Grass

  • An awful Tempest mashed the air—

  • As imperceptibly as grief

  • A still—Volcano—Life—

  • A Word dropped careless on a Page

  • Because I could not stop for Death —

  • Before I got my eye put out

  • Fame is a fickle food

  • Hope is the thing with feathers

  • I cannot live with You –

  • I cautious, scanned my little life

  • I could bring You Jewels—had I a mind to—

  • I did not reach Thee

  • I dreaded that first Robin, so

  • I dwell in Possibility –

  • I felt a Funeral, in my Brain

  • If I can stop one heart from breaking

  • I had been hungry, all the Years

  • I have a Bird in spring

  • I heard a Fly buzz - when I died -

  • I like a look of Agony

  • I like to see it lap the Miles

  • I measure every Grief I meet

  • I’m Nobody! Who are you?

  • I started Early — Took my Dog —

  • I taste a liquor never brewed

  • It was not Death, for I stood up

  • I—Years—had been—from Home—

  • Like Rain it sounded till it curved

  • Much Madness is divinest Sense -

  • My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun

  • Nature is what we see

  • One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted

  • Publication — is the Auction

  • Safe in their Alabaster Chambers

  • Shipwreck

  • Success is counted sweetest

  • Tell all the truth but tell it slant —

  • The Brain—is wider than the Sky—

  • The Bustle in a House

  • The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants

  • There came a Wind like a Bugle

  • There is no Frigate like a Book

  • There's a certain Slant of light

  • There's been a Death, in the Opposite House

  • The saddest noise, the sweetest noise

  • The Sky is low — the Clouds are mean

  • The Soul has bandaged moments

  • The Soul selects her own Society

  • The Wind – tapped like a tired Man –

  • They shut me up in Prose –

  • This is my letter to the world

  • This World is not Conclusion

  • 'Twas the old—road—through pain—

  • We grow accustomed to the Dark

  • What mystery pervades a well!

  • Whose cheek is this?

  • Wild nights - Wild nights!