Emily Dickinson - It did not surprise me lyrics

39 It did not surprise me So I said—or thought She will stir her pinions And the nest forgot Traverse broader forests Build in gayer boughs Breathe in Ear more modern God's old fashioned vows This was but a Birdling What and if it be One within my bosom Had departed me? This was but a story What and if indeed There were just such coffin In the heart instead?