Hope is the thing with feathers

Read 'Hope is the thing with feathers' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.

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.

Form: Lyric

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