Because I could not stop for Death by Emily Dickinson 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 We passed the School, where Children strove And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility –  We passed the Setting Sun –  At Recess – in the Ring –  We passed the Fields...
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