Hope is the thing with feathers
Ariza | 12 July 2006, 7:41pm< !--StartFragment -->
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O Captain! My Captain!
by Walt Whitman
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
Hope is the thing with feathers
by Emily Dickinson
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.
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1. By lupercalia | 14 Jul 2006, 6:37pm
ppl see victory in failure
just like me
2. By teja | 17 Jul 2006, 1:05am
hey that happens to be one of my fav poems..infact i just blogged about it a week back...good to see that again