I'm in love with Emily Dickinson's poem "Because I could not stop for Death", it has such romantic lines (if you're into depressing stuff) so I thought I'd post a few of the lines that I like the most:

Because I could not stop Death,
He kindly stopped for me,
The carriage held but ourselves
And Immortality,

We slowly drove,
He knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.

Emily Dickinson is morbid. Well, considering that she was agoraphobic and practically hibernated in her home, I'm not surprised at her works. Hell, you should see the way she looks, all dressed in black with a little bun and a long face. Back stiff as a board, her clothes are buttoned to her chin, it's no surprise she writes poems that are so incredibly dark.