There Will Come Soft Rains

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Аноним27 сентября 2022 г.
The dog ran upstairs, hysterically yelping to each door, at last realizing, as the house realized, that only silence was here.
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Аноним6 декабря 2015 г.
A voice spoke from the study ceiling: "Mrs. McClellan, which poem would you like this evening?"The house was silent.
The voice said at last, "Since you express no preference, I shall select a poem at random." Quiet music rose to back the voice. "Sara Teasdale. As I recall, your favorite...
"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 is 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."
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