Because I could not stop for death He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves And immortaility.

For Love is Immortality.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.