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

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Fare thee well, thou lovely one!

by Thomas Moore

0.3411 − 0.0850i

Drawing the boundary…

There is a tide in the affairs of men

by William Shakespeare

0.3409 − 0.0319i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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

Fare thee well, thou lovely one!

by Thomas Moore

Fare thee well, thou lovely one!
Lovely still, but dear no more;
Once his soul of truth is gone,
Love's sweet life is o'er.
Thy words, what e'er their flattering spell,
Could scarce have thus deceived;
But eyes that acted truth so well
Were sure to be believed.
Then, fare thee well, thou lovely one!
Lovely still, but dear no more;
Once his soul of truth is gone,
Love's sweet life is o'er.

Yet those eyes look constant still,
True as stars they keep their light;
Still those cheeks their pledge fulfil
Of blushing always bright.
'Tis only on thy changeful heart
The blame of falsehood lies;
Love lives in every other part,
But there, alas! he dies.
Then, fare thee well, thou lovely one!
Lovely still, but dear no more;
Once his soul of truth is gone,
Love's sweet life is o'er.

There is a tide in the affairs of men

by William Shakespeare

There is a tide in the affairs of men
Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune;
Omitted, all the voyage of their life
Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
On such a full sea are we now afloat,
And we must take the current when it serves,
Or lose our ventures.

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