Because I could not stop for Death He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselvesAnd immortality.
For Love is Immortality.
My life closed twice before its close; It yet remains to seeIf Immortality unveil A third event to me, So huge, so hopeless to conceive, As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell.
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.