| Jessie B. Rittenhouse, ed. (18691948). The Second Book of Modern Verse. 1922. |
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| There will come Soft Rain |
| | | Sara Teasdale (18841933) |
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| THERE will come soft rain and the smell of the ground, | |
| And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; | |
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| And frogs in the pools singing at night, | |
| And wild plum-trees in tremulous white; | |
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| Robins will wear their feathery fire | 5 |
| Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire. | |
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| And not one will know of the war, not one | |
| Will care at last when it is done. | |
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| Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree, | |
| If mankind perished utterly. | 10 |
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| And Spring herself when she woke at dawn, | |
| Would scarcely know that we were gone. | |
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