"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"All things do go a-courting, In earth, or sea, or air, God hath made nothing single But thee in His world so fair."
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Source: Emily Dickinson, Cristanne Miller (2016). “Emily Dickinson’s Poems: As She Preserved Them”, p.695, Harvard University Press
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