Emily Dickinson’s Hope is the Thing With Feathers is part of a larger work called Life. It was written in 1861.
“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 [...]



