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

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Caliban on Ariel

by Algernon Charles Swinburne

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Drawing the boundary…

Murmerings in a Field Hospital

by Carl Sandburg

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Caliban on Ariel

by Algernon Charles Swinburne

"His backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract"

The tongue is loosed of that most lying slave,
Whom stripes may move, not kindness. Listen: "Lo,
The real god of song, Lord Stephano,
That's a brave god, if ever god were brave,
And bears celestial liquor: but," the knave
(A most ridiculous monster) howls, "we know
From Ariel's lips what springs of poison flow,
The chicken-heart blasphemer! Hear him rave!"

Thou poisonous slave, got by the devil himself
Upon thy wicked dam, the witch whose name
Is darkness, and the sun her eyes' offence,
Though hell's hot sewerage breed no loathlier elf,
Men cry not shame upon thee, seeing thy shame
So perfect: they but bid thee—"Hag-seed, hence!"

Murmerings in a Field Hospital

by Carl Sandburg

Come to me only with playthings now 
A picture of a singing woman with blue eyes 
Standing at a fence of hollyhocks, poppies and sunflowers 
Or an old man I remember sitting with children telling stories 
Of days that never happened anywhere in the world 

No more iron cold and real to handle, 
Shaped for a drive straight ahead 
Bring me only beautiful useless things 
Only old home things touched at sunset in the quiet 
And at the window one day in summer 
Yellow of the new crock of butter 
Stood against the red of new climbing roses 
And the world was all playthings 

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