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by Carl Sandburg, 1916

The monotone of the rain is beautiful,
 And the sudden rise and slow relapse
 Of the long multitudinous rain.

   The sun on the hills is beautiful,
 Or a captured sunset sea-flung,
 Bannered with fire and gold.

   A face I know is beautiful—
 With fire and gold of sky and sea,
 And the peace of long warm rain.

Published in Chicago Poems

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