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

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Arles

by Charles Murray

0.4948 − 0.6858i

Drawing the boundary…

A Cry

by Sara Teasdale

0.5057 − 0.6701i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Arles

by Charles Murray

For arles he gae me a kiss,
An' twa ilka day was my fee;
A bargain nae surely amiss,
If paid where naebody could see.

But scarce was the compact complete
Ere I would hae broken't again,
The arles he gae were sae sweet,
For mair o' them, Sirs, I was fain.

It's braw wi' the tweezlock to twine
Lang rapes in the barn sae lythe,
Yet better by far when it's fine,
An' I gaither after his scythe.

O busy's the banster at e'en,
Till bedtime he sits an' he glooms,
An' aye he cries, "Lassie, a preen,"
An' worries the stobs in his thooms.

The laddie is tired wi' the rake,
Sleep soon puts a steek in his e'e,
An' I slip awa' to the break
An' cannily gather my fee.

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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