Poem fractal

Side by side

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0.020 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.

The Old Stoic

by Emily Brontë

0.1594 − 0.7664i

Drawing the boundary…

A Birthday Thought

by Charles Lamb

0.1427 − 0.7549i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Old Stoic

by Emily Brontë

Riches I hold in light esteem,
And Love I laugh to scorn;
And lust of fame was but a dream,
That vanished with the morn:

And if I pray, the only prayer
That moves my lips for me
Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear,
And give me liberty!'

Yes, as my swift days near their goal,
'Tis all that I implore;
In life and death a chainless soul,
With courage to endure.

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.

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