Poem fractal

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0.045 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 Oxen

by Thomas Hardy

0.2598 − 0.6078i

Drawing the boundary…

Tobacco Is Like Love

by Tobias Hume

0.2876 − 0.6437i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Oxen

by Thomas Hardy

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.
"Now they are all on their knees,"
An elder said as we sat in a flock
By the embers in hearthside ease.

We pictured the meek mild creatures where
They dwelt in their strawy pen,
Nor did it occur to one of us there
To doubt they were kneeling then.

So fair a fancy few would weave
In these years! Yet, I feel,
If someone said on Christmas Eve,
"Come; see the oxen kneel,

"In the lonely barton by yonder coomb
Our childhood used to know,"
I should go with him in the gloom,
Hoping it might be so.

Tobacco Is Like Love

by Tobias Hume

Tobacco, tobacco,
Sing sweetly for tobacco;
Tobacco is like love—
O love it,
For you see I will prove it.

Love maketh lean the fat man’s tumor,
So doth tobacco.
Love still dries up the wanton humor,
So doth tobacco.
Love makes men sail from shore to shore,
So doth tobacco.
’Tis fond love often makes men poor,
So doth tobacco.
Love makes men scorn all coward fears,
So doth tobacco.
Love often sets men by the ears,
So doth tobacco.

Tobacco, tobacco,
Sing sweetly for tobacco;
Tobacco is like love—
O love it,
For you see I have proved it.

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