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Carl Sandburg (1878–1967). Chicago Poems. 1916.

107. Between Two Hills

BETWEEN two hills

The old town stands.

The houses loom

And the roofs and trees

And the dusk and the dark,

The damp and the dew

Are there.

The prayers are said

And the people rest

For sleep is there

And the touch of dreams

Is over all.