A swelling of the Ground," and finally surmises that "the horses' heads / Were towards eternity."
According to Allen Tate, this poem is "flawless to the last detail" because all of its images are "fused with the central idea." The speaker describes passing "Fields of gazing grain" and "the setting sun" while accompanied by the title figure, who "knew no haste." In the fourth stanza, the speaker says her "Tippet" is "only Tulle" [tool], explaining the "quivering and chill" caused by the dew. The speaker anticipates entering a "House that seemed / A swelling of the Ground," and finally surmises that "the horses' heads / Were towards eternity." Sometimes titled "The Chariot," but only officially known as number 712, FTP, name this this poem in which the speaker rides in a carriage with the grim reaper, who has kindly stopped for her, by Emily Dickinson.
According to Allen Tate, this poem is "flawless to the last detail" because all of its images are "fused with the central idea."
“{Because I Could Not Stop for Death}” (accept {712} before mentioned; prompt on “The Chariot”)