Because I could not stop for Death - Anon

Because I Could Not Stop For Death

He kindly stopped for me---

The Carriage held but just Ourselves---

And Immortality.

We slowly drove---He knew no haste

And I had put away

My labour and my leisure too,

For His Civility---

We passed the School, where Children strove

At Recess---in the Ring---

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain---

We passed the Setting Sun---

Or rather---He passed Us---

The Dews drew quivering and chill---

For only Gossamer, my Gown---

My Tippet---Only Tulle---

We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground---

The Roof scarcely visible---

The Cornice---in the Ground---

Since then---tis Centuries---and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses Heads

Were toward Eternity---

Anon

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