“ And sings… tune… never stops- at all-” (pg.39, L. 3-4). In here Emily Dickinson writes about the fact that hope is that hope sings its tune and never stops at all. This shows that even when it may be hard for hope to help us it still sings, no matter what. “ sore must be the storm… could abash… the little Bird” (pg. 39, L. 6-7). The storm has to be powerful to actually make hope hesitate, but after that, the hope keeps on singing it’s never ending tune. Even though the problem may be big or harsh, hope keeps on singing. On line 7 tells us that the bird of hope is little, but yet it keeps on the tune. Even though the bird is smaller than the large storm it still goes. Hope beats all the odds and all the problems, but it still keeps up the