Funeral Poem: Because I could not stop for Death (Emily Dickinson)
Wednesday, June 4th, 2008Because 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 labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed ...