Poem fractal

Side by side

Random

0.077 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.

Eibhlín a Rún

by Antoine Ó Raifteirí

0.4929 − 0.8669i

Drawing the boundary…

To Anthea, who may command him anything

by Robert Herrick

0.5400 − 0.8062i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Eibhlín a Rún

by Antoine Ó Raifteirí

Eibhlín a rún, a rún mo chroí,
Is tú mo mhúirnín dílis,
Mo ghrá geal, mo chumann, mo rún,
Is tú mo réalt eolais.

Is fada liom oíche gan tú, a ghrá,
Is fuar an leaba 'tá mé,
Gan do lámh thart timpeall orm, a rún,
Is gan do phóg le fáil.

Ní codlóidh mé anocht, a ghrá,
Ach bheith ag smaoineamh ort,
Ar do ghruaig fhada bhuí,
Is ar do shúile gorma.

Eibhlín a rún, a rún mo chroí,
Is tú mo mhúirnín dílis,
Mo ghrá geal, mo chumann, mo rún,
Is tú mo réalt eolais.

To Anthea, who may command him anything

by Robert Herrick

Bid me to live, and I will live
Thy Protestant to be:
Or bid me love, and I will give
A loving heart to thee.

A heart as soft, a heart as kind,
A heart as sound and free,
As in the whole world thou canst find,
That heart I'll give to thee.

Bid that heart stay, and it will stay,
To honour thy decree:
Or bid it languish quite away,
And't shall do so for thee.

Bid me to weep, and I will weep,
While I have eyes to see:
And having none, yet I will keep
A heart to weep for thee.

Bid me despair, and I'll despair,
Under that cypress tree:
Or bid me die, and I will dare
E'en death, to die for thee.

Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The very eyes of me:
And hast command of every part,
To live and die for thee.

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