Poem fractal

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

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In the Valley of the Elwy

by Gerard Manley Hopkins

−0.1464 + 0.4046i

Drawing the boundary…

This Life which seemes so faire

by William Drummond

−0.1726 + 0.4101i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

In the Valley of the Elwy

by Gerard Manley Hopkins

I remember a house where all were good
To me, God knows, deserving no such thing:
Comforting smell breathed at very entering,
Fetched fresh, as I suppose, off some sweet wood.
That cordial air made those kind people a hood
All over, as a bevy of eggs the mothering wing
Will, or mild nights the new morsels of spring:
Why, it seemed of course; seemed of right it should.

Lovely the woods, waters, meadows, combes, vales,
All the air things wear that build this world of Wales;
Only the inmate does not correspond:
God, lover of souls, swaying considerate scales,
Complete thy creature dear O where it fails,
Being mighty a master, being a father and fond.

This Life which seemes so faire

by William Drummond

This Life which seemes so faire,
Is like a Bubble blowen up in the Aire,
By sporting Childrens Breath,
Who chase it every where,
And strive who can most Motion it bequeath:
And though it sometime seeme of its owne Might
(Like to an Eye of gold) to be fix'd there,
And firme to hover in that emptie Hight,
That only is because it is so light,
But in that Pompe it doth not long appeare;
For even when most admir'd, it in a Thought
As swell'd from nothing, doth dissolve in nought.

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