Poem fractal

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

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To Music, to Becalm His Fever

by Robert Herrick

−0.2606 − 0.6009i

Drawing the boundary…

Maidens

by A. Mary F. Robinson

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Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

To Music, to Becalm His Fever

by Robert Herrick

Charm me asleep, and melt me so
With thy delicious numbers;
That being ravish'd, hence I go
Away in easy slumbers.
Ease my sick head,
And make my bed,
Thou Power that canst sever
From me this ill;—
And quickly still,
Though thou not kill
My fever.

Thou sweetly canst convert the same
From a consuming fire,
Into a gentle-licking flame,
And make it thus expire.
Then make me weep
My pains asleep,
And give me such reposes,
That I, poor I,
May think, thereby,
I live and die
'Mongst roses.

Fall on me like a silent dew,
Or like those maiden showers,
Which, by the peep of day, do strew
A baptism o'er the flowers.
Melt, melt my pains
With thy soft strains;
That having ease me given,
With full delight,
I leave this light,
And take my flight
For Heaven.

Maidens

by A. Mary F. Robinson

O rare bright courage of the stars
That pierce the abysmal depth of night!
Lo, dancing Hesper, Vega, Mars!
And all the heavens pulse with light.

So maidens in a world of woe
Smile unafraid, and, smiling, save;
As fair, as innocently brave
As almonds flowering in the snow!

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