"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"A soft Sea washed around the House A Sea of Summer Air And rose and fell the magic Planks That sailed without a care — For Captain was the Butterfly For Helmsman was the Bee And an entire universe For the delighted crew."
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Source: Emily Dickinson, Frances Schoonmaker Bolin (1994). “Emily Dickinson”, p.36, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.
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