by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933)
There will come soft rains
Language: English
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 feath'ry 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 awoke at dawn, Would scarcely know that we were gone.
Authorship:
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933), appears in Flame and Shadow, first published 1920 [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Gary Bachlund (b. 1947), "There will come soft rains", 2013 [mezzo-soprano and piano] [ sung text checked 1 time]
- by Garth Baxter (b. 1946), "There will come soft rains" [voice and guitar], from From the Heart: Three American Women - Three from Sara, no. 1 [ sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Garth Baxter
This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
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