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.
–“Hope is the thing with feathers,”
Emily Dickinson
Review the final stanza of the poem. Then, complete the statements.
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Based on the extended metaphor, the reader can infer that Dickinson