Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.004 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…

A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea

by Allan Cunningham

−0.1925 − 0.4700i

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.

A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea

by Allan Cunningham

A wet sheet and a flowing sea,
  A wind that follows fast,
And fills the white and rustling sail,
  And bends the gallant mast;
And bends the gallant mast, my boys,
  While, like the eagle free,
Away the good ship flies, and leaves
  Old England on the lee.

O for a soft and gentle wind!
  I heard a fair one cry;
But give to me the snoring breeze,
  And white waves heaving high;
And white waves heaving high, my boys,
  The good ship tight and free—
The world of waters is our home,
  And merry men are we.

There's tempest in yon horned moon,
  And lightning in yon cloud;
And hark the music, mariners!
  The wind is piping loud;
The wind is piping loud, my boys,
  The lightning flashing free—
While the hollow oak our palace is,
  Our heritage the sea.

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