Poem fractal

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

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A Birthday Thought

by Charles Lamb

0.1427 − 0.7549i

Drawing the boundary…

I Shall Not Die For Thee

by Douglas Hyde

0.1096 − 0.7274i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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A Birthday Thought

by Charles Lamb

Can I, all-gracious Providence,
Can I deserve Thy care?
Ah, no! I’ve not the least pretence
To bounties which I share.

Have I not been defended still
From dangers and from death;
Been safe preserved from every ill
E’er since Thou gav’st me breath?

I live once more to see the day
That brought me first to light;
O teach my willing heart the way
To take Thy mercies right.

Though dazzling splendour, pomp, and show
My fortune has denied;
Yet more than grandeur can bestow
Content hath well supplied.

I envy no one’s birth or fame,
Their titles, train, or dress;
Nor has my pride e’er stretched its aim
Beyond what I possess.

I ask and wish not to appear
More beauteous, rich, or gay:
Lord, make me wiser every year,
And better every day.

I Shall Not Die For Thee

by Douglas Hyde

For thee, I shall not die,
Woman of high fame and name;
Foolish men thou mayest slay
I and they are not the same.

Why should I expire
For the fire of an eye,
Slender waist or swan-like limb,
Is't for them that I should die?

The round breasts, the fresh skin,
Cheeks crimson, hair so long and rich;
Indeed, indeed, I shall not die,
Please God, not I, for any such.

The golden hair, the forehead thin,
The chaste mien, the gracious ease,
The rounded heel, the languid tone,—
Fools alone find death from these.

Thy sharp wit, thy perfect calm,
Thy thin palm like foam o' the sea;
Thy white neck, thy blue eye,
I shall not die for thee.

Woman, graceful as the swan,
A wise man did nurture me.
Little palm, white neck, bright eye,
I shall not die for ye.

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