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There Will Come Soft Rainsby Sarah Teasdale (1884-1933)There will come soft rains and thesmell of the ground,And swallows circling with theirshimmering sound;And frogs in the pools singing atnight,And wild plum-trees in tremulouswhite;Robins will wear their feathery fireWhistling their whims on a lowfence-wire;And not one will know of the war,not oneWill care at last when it done.Not one would mind, neither birdnor treeIf mankind perished utterly;And Spring herself, when she wokeat dawn,Would scarcely know that we were gone.
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There Will Come Soft Rains
ReplyDeleteby Sarah Teasdale (1884-1933)
There will come soft rains and the
smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their
shimmering sound;
And frogs in the pools singing at
night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous
white;
Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low
fence-wire;
And not one will know of the war,
not one
Will care at last when it done.
Not one would mind, neither bird
nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;
And Spring herself, when she woke
at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.