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

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Conscience and Remorse

by Paul Laurence Dunbar

0.5030 − 0.6431i

Drawing the boundary…

A Cry

by Sara Teasdale

0.5057 − 0.6701i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Conscience and Remorse

by Paul Laurence Dunbar

"Good-bye," I said to my conscience —
"Good-bye for aye and aye,"
And I put her hands off harshly,
And turned my face away;
And conscience smitten sorely
Returned not from that day.

But a time came when my spirit
Grew weary of its pace;
And I cried: "Come back, my conscience;
I long to see thy face."
But conscience cried: "I cannot;
Remorse sits in my place."

A Cry

by Sara Teasdale

Oh, there are eyes that he can see,
And hands to make his hands rejoice,
But to my lover I must be
Only a voice.

Oh, there are breasts to bear his head,
And lips whereon his lips can lie,
But I must be till I am dead
Only a cry.

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