Poem fractal

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0.015 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.

Jonathan Jo

by A. A. Milne

0.4012 − 0.6056i

Drawing the boundary…

There is a lady sweet and kind

by Thomas Ford

0.4104 − 0.6174i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Jonathan Jo

by A. A. Milne

Jonathan Jo
Has a mouth like an "O"
And a wheelbarrow full of surprises;
If you ask for a bat,
Or for something like that,
He has got it, whatever the size is.

If you're wanting a ball,
It's no trouble at all;
Why, the more that you ask for, the merrier—
Like a hoop and a top,
And a watch that won't stop,
And some sweets, and an Aberdeen terrier.

Jonathan Jo
Has a mouth like an "O"
But this is what makes him so funny:
If you give him a smile,
Only once in a while,
Then he never expects any money!

There is a lady sweet and kind

by Thomas Ford

There is a lady sweet and kind,
Was never face so pleased my mind;
I did but see her passing by,
And yet I love her till I die.

Her gesture, motion, and her smiles,
Her wit, her voice, my heart beguiles—
Beguiles my heart, I know not why,
And yet I love her till I die.

Her free behaviour, winning looks,
Will make a lawyer burn his books;
I touched her not—alas, not I—
And yet I love her till I die.

Had I her fast betwixt mine arms,
Judge you that think such sports were harms;
Were’t any harm? no, no—fie, fie—
For I will love her till I die.

Should I remain confined there
So long as Phoebus in his sphere,
I to request, she to deny—
Yet would I love her till I die.

Cupid is winged and doth range;
Her country so my love doth change;
But change the earth or change the sky,
Yet will I love her till I die.

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