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. And swallows circling with their shimmering sound Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire And not one will know of the war, not one, Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree. And not one will know of the war, not one Will care at last when it is done.
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A robot in the post-apocalyptic video game Fallout 3 recites "There Will Come Soft Rains. 6Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire 7And not one will know of the war, not one, 9Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree. The PSA's Annual Awards are among the most prestigious honors available to poets. Using straightforward language and neat rhyming couplets, the speaker says that the natural world existed peacefully before humanity's violence and destruction, and that nature will, when human beings inevitably wipe each other off the face of the earth, continue on undisturbed.
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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 … 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.