Hope [Hope is the thing with feathers]

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Title:     Hope [Hope is the thing with feathers]
Author: Emily Dickinson [More Titles by 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.

[The end]
Emily Dickinson's poem: Hope [Hope is the thing with feathers]

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