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
In this version a rhyme has also been put in place. Otherwise, in version  ‘712’  the appearance of a non-rhyme disrupts the flow of the poem and creates a negative change of tone which is then continued into the alternative fourth stanza.
The Chariot