Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
Review the final stanza of the poem. Then, complete
the statements.
Dickinson extends the metaphor in the last stanza by
comparing hope to
This comparison shows that hope
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
Based on the extended metaphor, the reader can infer
that Dickinson
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea:
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
"Hone is the thing with feathers.