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.

"Hope is the Thing with Feathers" by Emily Dickinson

Question
Use the poem to answer the question.

To which sense does this stanza’s imagery most appeal?

(1 point)
Responses

sight
sight

smell
smell

hearing
hearing

touch
touch
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