Write down the theme of the following poem (Not more than 50 words) : 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.