[
  {
    "title": "247. Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive",
    "author": "Robert Burns",
    "lines": [
      "DWELLER in yon dungeon dark,",
      "  Hangman of creation! mark,",
      "  Who in widow-weeds appears,",
      "  Laden with unhonour’d years,",
      "  Noosing with care a bursting purse,",
      "  Baited with many a deadly curse?",
      "",
      "",
      "STROPHE  View the wither’d Beldam’s face;",
      "  Can thy keen inspection trace",
      "Aught of Humanity’s sweet, melting grace?",
      "  Note that eye, ’tis rheum o’erflows;",
      "  Pity’s flood there never rose,",
      "  See these hands ne’er stretched to save,",
      "  Hands that took, but never gave:",
      "  Keeper of Mammon’s iron chest,",
      "  Lo, there she goes, unpitied and unblest,",
      "She goes, but not to realms of everlasting rest!",
      "",
      "",
      "ANTISTROPHEPlunderer of Armies! lift thine eyes,",
      "  (A while forbear, ye torturing fiends;)",
      "Seest thou whose step, unwilling, hither bends?",
      "No fallen angel, hurl’d from upper skies;",
      "  ’Tis thy trusty quondam Mate,",
      "  Doom’d to share thy fiery fate;",
      "    She, tardy, hell-ward plies.",
      "",
      "",
      "EPODE  And are they of no more avail,",
      "Ten thousand glittering pounds a-year?",
      "  In other worlds can Mammon fail,",
      "    Omnipotent as he is here!",
      "",
      "",
      "O, bitter mockery of the pompous bier,",
      "  While down the wretched Vital Part is driven!",
      "The cave-lodged Beggar,with a conscience clear,",
      "  Expires in rags, unknown, and goes to Heaven."
    ],
    "linecount": "31"
  }
]