“Hope” is the thing with feathers (Poetry)
“Hope” is the thing with feathers
“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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