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 fireWhistling their whims on a low fence-wire;And not one will know of the war, not oneWill care at last when it is done. Not one would mind, neither bird nor treeIf mankind perished utterly;And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn, Would scarcely know that we were gone.("There Will Come Soft Rains" by Sara Teasdale),begin bold, Poem 2,end bold,,begin bold, On the Birth of a Child, end bold, Lo, to the battle-ground of Life, Child, you have come, like a conquering shout, Out of a struggle—into strife;Out of a darkness—into doubt. Girt with the fragile armor of youth, Child, you must ride into endless wars, With the sword of protest, the buckler of truth, And a banner of love to sweep the stars. About you the world's despair will surge;Into defeat you must plunge and grope. Be to the faltering an urge;Be to the hopeless years a hope!Be to the darkened world a flame;Be to its unconcern a blow—For out of its pain and tumult you came, And into its tumult and pain you go.("On the Birth of a Child" by Louis Untermeyer)QuestionWhich statement ,begin emphasis, best, end emphasis, describes the theme in each poem?