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

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The Land o' the Leal

by Lady Nairne

0.0622 − 0.8128i

Drawing the boundary…

To put one brick upon another

by Philip Arthur Larkin

0.0536 − 0.7947i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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The Land o' the Leal

by Lady Nairne

I'm wearin' awa', John,
Like snaw when it's thaw, John,
I'm wearin' awa'
To the land o' the leal.

There's nae sorrow there, John,
There's neither cauld nor care, John,
The day's aye fair
In the land o' the leal.

Our bonnie bairn's there, John,
She was baith gude and fair, John,
And oh! we grudged her sair
To the land o' the leal.

But sorrow's sel' wears past, John,
And joy is comin' fast, John,
The joy that's aye to last
In the land o' the leal.

Sae dear's that joy was bought, John,
Sae free the battle fought, John,
That sinfu' man e'er brought
To the land o' the leal.

Oh! dry your glist'ning e'e, John,
My soul langs to be free, John,
And angels beckon me
To the land o' the leal.

Noo, haud ye leal and true, John,
Your day it's weel near through, John,
And I'll welcome you
To the land o' the leal.

Noo, fare-ye-weel, my ain John,
This warld's cares are vain, John,
We'll meet, and we'll be fain,
In the land o' the leal.

To put one brick upon another

by Philip Arthur Larkin

To put one brick upon another,
Add a third, and then a fourth, 
Leaves no time to wonder whether 
What you do has any worth.

But to sit with bricks around you 
While the winds of heaven bawl 
Weighing what you should or can do 
Leaves no doubt of it at all.

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