"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"An ear can break a human heart As quickly as a spear, We wish the ear had not a heart So dangerously near."
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Source: Emily Dickinson, James Reeves (1959). “Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.101, Heinemann
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