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I need to know the title of this poem:

Because I did not stop for death
He kindly stopped for me

I think that it goes like that. Anyway, anyone out there have a favorite poem?

Answer 1

The poem is by Emily Dickinson, and she did not title her poems, so the title is just Because I Could Not Stop For Death.

Here is the complete poem:

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 strove
At Recess—in the Ring—
We passed the fields of Gazing Grain—
We passed the Setting Sun—

Or rather—He passed Us—
The Dews drew quivering and chill—
For only Gossamer, my Gown—
My Tippet—only Tulle—

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground—
The Roof was scarcely visible—
The Cornice—in the Ground—

Since then—'tis Centuries—and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity—

Answer 2

Emily Dickenson, she didn't title them, just numbered them

This was number, 712.

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 strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed us –
The Dews drew quivering and chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity –

Answer 3

I believe you are looking for this:

Emily Dickinson - Because I could not stop for Death

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 strove
At Recess -- in the Ring --
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain --
We passed the Setting Sun --

Or rather -- He passed Us --
The Dews drew quivering and chill --
For only Gossamer, my Gown --
My Tippet -- only Tulle --

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground --
The Roof was scarcely visible --
The Cornice -- in the Ground --

Since then -- 'tis Centuries -- and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity --

Answer 4

It's Emily Dickinsons "Because I could not stop for death"
http://bystander.homestead.com/meditation.html
And I love Puck's epilog in Shakespeare's "A midsummernight's dream".

Answer 5

Emily Dickinson wrote it. She never titled any of her poems.

Answer 6

Emily Dickinson
Thats it.

Answer 7

Nice one I like poetry so I have lots of them

Answer 8

yes, it's called "myself". my mom gave it to me when i was young. it starts out, i have to live with myself and so, i want to be fit for myself to know... i used to know the entire poem by heart, but the jist of it works for me.

Answer 9

need more info.