A train went through a burial gate,
A bird broke forth and sang,
And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throat
Till all the churchyard rang;
And then adjusted his little notes,
And bowed and sang again.
Doubtless, he thought it meet of him
To say good-by to men.

Credits
Emily Dickinson was a 19th-century American poet, widely regarded as one of the most original voices in English-language poetry. Known for her compressed verse, slant rhyme, and preoccupation with death and nature, she published very few poems during her lifetime. This poem is a characteristic miniature, using a bird's song in a churchyard to meditate on mortality with characteristic lightness and precision.
