“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
―
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
―
“Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard
Some do it with a bitter look
Some with a flattering word
The coward does it with a kiss
The brave man with a sword”
― The Ballad of Reading Gaol
By each let this be heard
Some do it with a bitter look
Some with a flattering word
The coward does it with a kiss
The brave man with a sword”
― The Ballad of Reading Gaol
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