И потому, что я не остановилась для смерти,
Она любезно остановилась для меня;
В экипаже были только мы
И бессмертие.
Мы медленно катились,
Мы не знали спешки,
И я оставила в сторону
Мой труд и мой досуг.
Ради её хороших манер.
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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading — treading — till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating — beating — till I thought
My Mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space — began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here -
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing — then -
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