Emily Dickinson - The Chariot lyrics

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 played Their lessons scarcely done We pa**ed the fields of gazing grain We pa**ed the setting sun We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground The roof was scarcely visible The cornice but a mound Since then 't is centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity