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The Chariot

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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,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

We passed the school where children played,
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siphosenkosi 27 February 2020

what this poem is about

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sisos 11 March 2021

Its about the person telling about their death journey

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Juan Olivarez 28 April 2011

I believe it is significant that children are so prominent in this poem. Emily Dickinson being a recluse from life still had time to pass out candy to the neighborhood children. ' The Lady In White' was a great poetess, one of the best in American literature.

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Ben Levy 26 March 2018

Thank you for that fact. Very interesting

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