Poem by Emily Jane Brontë: Hope

 Poem by Emily Jane Brontë: Hope

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Hope was but a timid friend;

She sat without the grated den,

Watching how my fate would tend,

Even as selfish-hearted men.

She was cruel in her fear;

Through the bars, one dreary day,

Poem by John McCrae: The Hope Of My Heart

Poem by John McCrae: The Hope Of My Heart

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I left, to earth, a little maiden fair,

With locks of gold, and eyes that shamed the light;

I prayed that God might have her in His care

And sight.

Earth's love was false; her voice, a siren's song;

(Sweet mother-earth was but a lying name)

Poem by Emily Dickinson: Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

 Poem by Emily Dickinson: Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

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'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.....