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

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Red May

by A. Mary F. Robinson

0.4561 − 0.3325i

Drawing the boundary…

The Faery Fool

by Nora Hopper Chesson

0.4660 − 0.3632i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Red May

by A. Mary F. Robinson

Out of the window the trees in the Square
  Are covered with crimson May—
You, that were all of my love and my care,
   Have broken my heart to-day.

But though I have lost you and though I despair
   Till even the past looks gray—
Out of the window the trees in the Square
   Are covered with crimson May.

The Faery Fool

by Nora Hopper Chesson

If I'm the faery fool, Dalua — 
Ay me, the faery fool! 
How do I know what the rushes say 
Sighing and shivering night and day 
Over their shadowy pool? 
How do I know what the North wind cries. 
Counting his beads of snow: 
The menace that lies in the Hunter's eyes 
How do I know? 

If I'm the faery fool, Dalua — 
Ay me, the faery fool! 
I cry to those that sent me here. 
To laugh and jest, to geek and fleer. 
To scorn at law and rule. 
"Why did ye also give to me 
Beauty and peace to know? 
The ears to hear and the eyes to see 
And the hands that let all go?"
 
I cry to them that bade me jest 
"Why made ye me so slight, 
Yet put a heart within my breast. 
An evil gift; an evil guest, 
To spoil me for delight? 
Made for mere laughter, answer why 
Must I have eyes for dool? 
Take from me tears, or let me die, 
For I am sick of wisdom, I 
Dalua, the faery fool." 

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