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

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Winter Nightfall

by Robert Bridges

−0.3412 − 1.1303i

Drawing the boundary…

Madrigal

by George O'Neil

−0.3118 − 1.1051i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Winter Nightfall

by Robert Bridges

The day begins to droop,—
Its course is done:
But nothing tells the place
Of the setting sun.

The hazy darkness deepens,
And up the lane
You may hear, but cannot see,
The homing wain.

An engine pants and hums
In the farm hard by:
Its lowering smoke is lost
In the lowering sky.

The soaking branches drip,
And all night through
The dropping will not cease
In the avenue.

A tall man there in the house
Must keep his chair:
He knows he will never again
Breathe the spring air:

His heart is worn with work;
He is giddy and sick
If he rise to go as far
As the nearest rick:

He thinks of his morn of life,
His hale, strong years;
And braves as he may the night
Of darkness and tears.

Madrigal

by George O'Neil

A loyal offspring of a fountain
Sang falling from a mountain:

Earth, stone, water, death.
Blood, bone, body, breath.
Hand, arm, foot, thigh.
Thresh, thresh, die.

Undo the loam and let me in,
And dust me down with wheat.

Starve, ache, burn, smother.
Father, father, mother, mother.
Smite, smite, smote, smitten.
Cub, calf, kitten.

Where quiet is so long a sin
Let nothing find it sweet.

Famish and feed.
Crevice for seed.
Fire, wing, star, cloud.
Butt for a shroud,
Butt for a shroud…

And all the hollow places rang,
So lucidly he sang.

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