Poem fractal

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0.013 apart. A smaller distance means the lines are built more alike.

This number is read from the build of the lines. The bright edge is that number, carried outward until the pattern repeats.

Before Sunset

by Algernon Charles Swinburne

−0.1912 − 0.4734i

Drawing the boundary…

Louisa

by William Wordsworth

−0.1880 − 0.4858i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

Before Sunset

by Algernon Charles Swinburne

In the lower lands of day
   On the hither side of night,
There is nothing that will stay,
   There are all things soft to sight;
   Lighted shade and shadowy light
In the wayside and the way,
   Hours the sun has spared to smite,
Flowers the rain has left to play.

Shall these hours run down and say
   No good thing of thee and me?
Time that made us and will slay
   Laughs at love in me and thee;
   But if here the flowers may see
One whole hour of amorous breath,
   Time shall die, and love shall be
Lord as time was over death.

Louisa

by William Wordsworth

I met Louisa in the shade;
And, having seen that lovely Maid,
Why should I fear to say
That, nymph-like, she is fleet and strong,
And down the rocks can leap along,
Like rivulets in May?

And she hath smiles to earth unknown;
Smiles, that with motion of their own
Do spread, and sink, and rise;
That come and go with endless play, 
And ever, as they pass away,
Are hidden in her eyes.

She loves her fire, her Cottage-home;
Yet o'er the moorland will she roam
In weather rough and bleak;
And when against the wind she strains,
Oh! might I kiss the mountain rains
That sparkle on her cheek.

Take all that's mine 'beneath the moon',
If I with her but half a noon 
May sit beneath the walls
Of some old cave, or mossy nook,
When up she winds along the brook,
To hunt the waterfalls.

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