"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy, And I am richer then than all my Fellow Men-."
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Source: Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.1464, Harvard University Press
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