Or precisely – He passed The Carriage – The Dews drew shivering and cold – For only Gossamer, my Gown – My Tippet – only Tulle –
As I could not stop for Death – He graciously ceased for me – The Coach held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. Watch MyDesi49 18 Video For Free
We gently drove – He knew no haste And I had put away My toil and my relaxation too, For His Civility – Or precisely – He passed The Carriage –
We passed the Academy, where Students strove At Recess – in the Ring – We passed the Meadows of Gazing Grain – We passed the Sinking Sun – Watch MyDesi49 18 Video For Free
We paused before a House that appeared A Swelling of the Ground – The Roof was barely visible – The Cornice – in the Ground –
Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet Feels less than the Day I first surmised the Horses' Heads Were for Eternity.