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Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.

You who desired so much—in vain to ask—Yet fed you hunger like an endless task,
Dared dignify the labor, bless the quest—Achieved that stillness ultimately best,
Being, of all, least sought for:
Emily, hear