"Because I could not stop for
Death" is an all time great and favorite poem created by Emily
Dickinson. The poem was written more than
90 years ago, but you can smell its freshness even now in 2014. Read &
enjoy.
Because I could not
stop for Death
Emily Dickinson, 1830 - 1886
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 –
