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0.055 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.

Her Dark Eyes Sparkle

by Charles Williams

−0.1562 − 1.1770i

Drawing the boundary…

Lost Love

by Thomas Hardy

−0.1882 − 1.1323i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Her Dark Eyes Sparkle

by Charles Williams

Her dark eyes sparkle,
Whate'er our way,
On all about her
The times display,
On grate or window
Or passer-by,
So quick and gaily
And watchfully:

While mine are brooding
Upon that show,
Heavily lying
And moving slow;
They gain no tincture
(Ashamed and dull)
From all earth's beauties
Most worshipful.

Sweet eyes, remember
This slothful pair,
Teaching them duty
Everywhere
To sight and knowledge
Of things and men,
But when they meet you
O hold them then.

Lost Love

by Thomas Hardy

I play my sweet old airs — 
The airs he knew 
When our love was true — 
But he does not balk 
His determined walk, 
And passes up the stairs. 

I sing my songs once more, 
And presently hear 
His footstep near 
As if it would stay; 
But he goes his way, 
And shuts a distant door. 

So I wait for another morn, 
And another night 
In this soul-sick blight; 
And I wonder much 
As I sit, why such 
A woman as I was born! 

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