Because I could not stop for Death<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He kindly stopped for me<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Carriage held but just Ourselves<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And Immortality<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We slowly drove–He knew no haste<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And I had put away<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My labor and my leisure too<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For His Civility<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We passed the School, where Children strove<\/p>\n\n\n\n
At Recess–in the Ring<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We passed the Setting Sun<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Or rather–He passed us<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Dews drew quivering and chill<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For only Gossamer, my Gown<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My Tippet–only Tulle<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We paused before a House that seemed<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A Swelling of the Ground<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Roof was scarcely visible<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The Cornice in the Ground<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Since then–’tis Centuries–and yet<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Feels shorter than the Day<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I first surmised the Horses’ Heads<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Were toward Eternity<\/p>\n\n\n\n
—-Emily Dickinson<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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 … <\/p>\n