Poem fractal

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0.020 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 Philosopher

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

0.3201 − 0.8015i

Drawing the boundary…

The Rantin' Dog, The Daddie O't

by Robert Burns

0.3109 − 0.8198i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

The Philosopher

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

And what are you that, wanting you,
I should be kept awake
As many nights as there are days
With weeping for your sake?

And what are you that, missing you,
As many days as crawl
I should be listening to the wind
And looking at the wall?

I know a man that’s a braver man
And twenty men as kind,
And what are you, that you should be
The one man in my mind?

Yet women’s ways are witless ways,
As any sage will tell,—
And what am I, that I should love
So wisely and so well?

The Rantin' Dog, The Daddie O't

by Robert Burns

O wha my babie-clouts will buy?
O wha will tent me when I cry?
Wha will kiss me where I lie?—
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

O wha will own he did the fau't?
O wha will buy the groanin' maut?
O wha will tell me how to ca't?
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

When I mount the creepie chair,
Wha will sit beside me there?
Gie me Rob, I'll seek nae mair,
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

Wha will crack to me my lane?
Wha will make me fidgin' fain?
Wha will kiss me o'er again?—
The rantin' dog, the daddie o't.

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