Because I Could Not Stop For Death - Emily Dickinson
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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 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 -"
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Original Version/ First Publication:
"THE CHARIOT
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,
Their lessons scarcely done;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.
We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.
Since then 'tis centuries; but each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity."
Text by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Voice-over narration by Cynthia Ellen Nixon
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"This is my letter to the World
That never wrote to Me-
The simple News that Nature told-
With tender Majesty
Her Message is committed
To Hands I cannot see-
For love of Her-Sweet-countrymen-
Judge tenderly-of Me."
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It's curious to know that she refers to the death as "he" in masculine, but in the spanish language we call it "la" muerte" as she: in femenine.
@@rieke5838 in germanic languages (german, english, etc.) is in masculine, and in the romances languages (italian, frensh, spanish...etc) is in femenine. 😉
in maori culture she's a mother.
We usually dipict the grim reaper as male so I'd say male in the US
Смерть - Smert' , with soft "t" in the end, in russian, referred as female
Same in italian
The body expires but the soul is immortal ..life after life, death after death
to be honest I feel like if that’s what you believe then you believe the we’re conscious in death
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@@weirdo66636 i really really hope so
I love the line “ the carriage held but just ourselves” - maybe death is an entity that rides WITH us, so for ONCE we aren’t alone… I miss you mama. I’m sorry I stayed here
After my first acceptance of a poem by Emily Dickinson (It was not death for I stood up), I have now set my own poem to music.
the first one of hers i heard was i died for beauty but was scarse
Here after watching Dickinson (apple tv+) and I absolutely loved it as well
I remember when I read this poem and it had me shocked by how beautiful it was
I agree this I a very beautiful poem
Who is the speaker? She is by far the best speaker I have heard. Bravo!!
Cynthia Nixon I think
@@ricochetVendetta it is. She had the roll of Emily Dickinson in the film. It was called a quite passion.
Cinthya Nixon recited this with such passion and childish tender, about a subject so serios as is the matter of death.
He kindly stopped for me
Death is inevitable like love 😢
I never understood this poem. I still find it really touching though
Agreed
It's, in my opinion about someone not able to stop for death. Perhaps because they feel they aren't ready or that death is a concept beyond their understanding. So, death does them a favor and stops for them. He takes them on a carriage ride through the golden memories of their lives and eventually stops and lays them to rest.
The great thing about poetry is you don’t need to “understand” it. You just need to feel it. 🙂
To me this poem expresses Emily's opinions about death and how delightful he is
Okay so your voice is the best I've heard reading this amazing piece of art, infact, your voice is perfect for this
Just love this poem
...because i could not stop for death💔💔💔💔
this made me fall for Emily Dickinson
I can’t believe she didn’t get best actress for this film.
She was always busy and had no time to die but it comes to all of us however busy we may be.
This made me cry.
It's movie scene from A Quiet Passion,
The best movie about Emily Dickinson Poems.
Another movie about Emily Dickinson is Wild Nights with Emily- based on her poems Wild Night and her relationship with Sue Gilbert
And the tv series Dickinson, a comedy modern adaptation of Emily Dickinson life and poems.
So many lessons!!!! Live on
i feel like she's trying to say that death hanowd been with her a throughout life. like, through it all, she had been riding in death's carriage with Him (death) and immortality. the part where she says she had to put away her labor and leisure for His civility, i think she means she had to put away a lot of things for the sake of life. (life and death are the same, since they've both been with her since day one. theyre probably the same person).
her and death passed through everything together and then the end (symbolised by the setting sun) walked past them, giving Him (death) a sign that it's time to leave her alone and so death stopped at the underground house, her grave.
in the last verse she says that now she's been here in the underground house for centuries and yet that part when she wasn't here, as in inside the grave, felt longer. maybe she's trying to say that the suffering up there was far worse than it is here, as time feels longer when you're suffering.
the lines "i first surmised the horses' heads were towards eternity" probably mean that she initially thought that her and death would be together for eternity but as soon as life ended, death left her too, as she's the only one in the underground house now.
Great job on the video and reading. Thank you to all
beautiful
I love this poem
Love this.
Lyrics -
"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"
Shalom!
We passed the Fields of "Grazing" Grain.
@@amigosindanger no it’s actually gazing
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 -
I adore Cynthia Nixon's recitation of the great works of Emily Dickinson. I'm all hope Cynthia listens to me and recite all Dickinson's works.
That is a reading to set you back. Stop and hesitate. Should I be doing what I am doing now?
Thanks
Devi Thanks for what, if I may ask?!
Parikshit Rawat thanks for uploading this video, i need this scene and i found out that the only u (maybe) posted this video
To bad you can't hear this version. This was one of my favorites of Emily as a 12 year old child.
Whose cutting onions? 🧅 🥺🥲
I am reading this for College
Same to me =)))
Susan McKeown and Natalie Merchant recorded a beautiful version of this poem as a song (with a few slight changes to the lines).
Same haha
No life after death.....
Soul only a chemical elements .
lmao
Then create something with chemical that has soul
I am overwhelmed by this reading. Can someone tell me from what part of the USA the narrator hails from? It is a US female voice that captures my heart, somewhere on the East Coast I suspect!
I believe it is Cynthia Nixon who is a new yorker
Will you find me afterlife?
fields of GAZING* grain
Yes I caught that as well!
RBG
Pokemon meme
Isnt it supposed to be GAZING grain? Not grazing ?????
Billie eilish as a poet 😂