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 chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.
タグ: poetry, hope

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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words and never stops at all.
タグ: hope
One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted — One need not be a House — The Brain has Corridors — surpassing Material Place —
タグ: poetry
I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tell! They ’d banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog!
タグ: poetry, fame
The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care
タグ: love
'Hope' is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without words And never stops - at all.
タグ: hope
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