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 –
Condujimos lentamente, ella no sabe de apuros; y por su cortesía debí abandonar mis labores e incluso mis ratos de ocio. Pasamos por la escuela donde jugaban los niños. Sus lecciones apenas concluidas; pasamos frente a los campos de pastoreo y ante el sol que se ponía, O, más bien, él nos pasó a nosotros. El rocío, helado, temblaba.