Emily Dickinson – “Hope is the Thing with Feathers” [Poem]

  

Hope is the thing with feathers
Emily Dickinson


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HOPE is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,


And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I ’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.




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