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There Will Come Soft Rains
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,…Barter
Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff,…The Look
Strephon kissed me in the spring, Robin in the fall, But Colin only looked at me…
