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 't is centuries; but each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity
Indicative of the afterlife. Dickinson had strong personal opinions on matters such as death and the afterlife. She did not believe in the stereotypical heaven but also believed that whatever the afterlife was no one could fathom it before they passed. (see  This World is not Conclusion )
The Chariot