Question

52. Paraphrase the following poem :
'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 -
T've heard it in the chilliest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet-never-in Extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Answer 1

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

by Emily Dickinson

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