Because I could not stop for d**h –
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 pa**ed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We pa**ed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We pa**ed the Setting Sun –
Or rather – He pa**ed 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 –
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 –