A Train Went through a Burial Gate

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.

First print Time and Eternity IX, 9
Johnson 1761 | Franklin 397

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