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Emily Dickinson
because i could not stop for death
Because I could not stop for Death â
He kindly stopped for me â
The Carriage held but just Ourselves â
And Immortality.
We slowly drove â He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility â
We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess â in the Ring â
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain â
We passed the Setting Sun â
Or rather â He passed us â
The Dews drew quivering and chill â
For only Gossamer, my Gown â
My Tippet â only Tulle â
We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground â
The Roof was scarcely visible â
The Cornice â in the Ground â
Since then â âtis Centuries â and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity â