Poem fractal

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0.057 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.

Spring Song of the Birds

by King James I of Scotland

0.5021 + 0.1434i

Drawing the boundary…

No Pleasure Without Some Pain

by Thomas, Lord Vaux

0.4587 + 0.1061i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Spring Song of the Birds

by King James I of Scotland

Worschippe ye that loveris bene this May,
For of your blisse the Kalendis are begonne,
And sing with us, Away, Winter, away!
Cum, Somer, cum, the suete sesoùn and sonne!
Awake for schame! that have your hevynnis wonne,
And amorously lift up your hedis all,
Thank Lufe that list you to his merci call!

No Pleasure Without Some Pain

by Thomas, Lord Vaux

How can the tree but waste and wither away
That hath not sometime comfort of the sun?
How can that flower but fade and soon decay
That always is with dark clouds over-run?
Is this a life? Nay, death you may it call
That feels each pain, and knows no joy at all.

What foodless beast can live long in good plight?
Or is it life where senses there be none?
Or what availeth eyes without their light?
Or else a tongue to him that is alone?
Is this a life? Nay, death you may it call
That feels each pain and knows no joy at all.

Whereto serve ears if that there be no sound?
Or such a head where no device doth grow?
But all of plaints, since sorrow is the ground,
Whereby the heart doth pine in deadly woe?
Is this a life? Nay, death you may it call
That feels each pain and knows no joy at all.

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