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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 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
Because I could not stop for Death Emily Dickinson
flinz added this comment 2008-02-27 17:32:09-06:00
I agree : )
oogie19 added this comment 2008-02-27 17:30:14-06:00
One of the great poems written by her
sacwc13 added this comment 2011-09-15 22:25:08-05:00
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flinz added this comment 2008-02-27 17:32:09-06:00
I agree : )
oogie19 added this comment 2008-02-27 17:30:14-06:00
One of the great poems written by her
sacwc13 added this comment 2011-09-15 22:25:08-05:00
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=165715363510266 If you like writing poems, then i would check this event out, on Facebook :)