POEM ? 4 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. Emily Dickinson 'And sweetest in the gale is heard' means

• A. joy and happiness go hand in hand
• B. winds blow loudly during a gale
• C. sorrow is the greatest during a storm
• D. expectation of relief even in sorrow