“Hope” is the thing with feathers

by Emily Dickinson



“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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