"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"No Life can pompless pass away - The lowliest career To the same Pageant wends its way As that exalted here -"
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Source: EMILY DICKINSON (2008). “Poems (EasyRead Large Bold Edition)”, p.174, ReadHowYouWant.com
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