"Hope" is the thing with feathers --

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Written by:

Emily Dickinson (other works)

Poem #:

254

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Language:

English

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Poetry

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Preceded by:

You see I cannot see -- your lifetime -- -253-

Succeeded by:

To die -- takes just a little while -- -255-

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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.