1 Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.
5 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
10 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 –
15 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 –
20 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 –
Source: Exploring Poetry CD-ROM, Gale, 1997.