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Because I could not stop for Death--
                                  Emily  Dickinson

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 labor 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 was scarcely visible--
he Coraice--in the Ground--

Since then--¡¯tis Centuries--and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses¡¯Heads
Were toward Eternity--

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