Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.

Hope is the thing with feathers

To hope means to be ready at every moment for that which is not yet born, and yet not become desperate if there is no birth in our lifetime.

"Hope" is the thing with feathers- That perches in the soul- And sings the tunes without the words- And never stops- at all- .

Hope is a strange invention-- A Patent of the Heart-- In unremitting action Yet never wearing out.

A great hope fell
You heard no noise
The ruin was within.