Read Emily Dickinson’s poem “Hope is the Thing with Feathers.”


Hope is the Thing with Feathers


Hope is the thing with feathers,

That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all,


And sweetest in the gale is heard, and sore must be the storm

That could abash the little bird

That kept so many warm.


I’ve heard it in the chillest land

and on the strangest sea,

Yet, never in extremity,

It asked a crumb of me.

What is the tone of the poem?



playful and joking



worried and troubled



bittersweet and hopeful



forceful and analytical



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