[
  {
    "title": "294. Song—To Mary in Heaven",
    "author": "Robert Burns",
    "lines": [
      "THOU ling’ring star, with lessening ray,",
      "  That lov’st to greet the early morn,",
      "Again thou usher’st in the day",
      "  My Mary from my soul was torn.",
      "O Mary! dear departed shade!",
      "  Where is thy place of blissful rest?",
      "See’st thou thy lover lowly laid?",
      "  Hear’st thou the groans that rend his breast?",
      "",
      "",
      "That sacred hour can I forget,",
      "  Can I forget the hallow’d grove,",
      "Where, by the winding Ayr, we met,",
      "  To live one day of parting love!",
      "Eternity will not efface",
      "  Those records dear of transports past,",
      "Thy image at our last embrace,",
      "  Ah! little thought we ’twas our last!",
      "",
      "",
      "Ayr, gurgling, kiss’d his pebbled shore,",
      "  O’erhung with wild-woods, thickening green;",
      "The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar,",
      "  ’Twin’d amorous round the raptur’d scene:",
      "The flowers sprang wanton to be prest,",
      "  The birds sang love on every spray;",
      "Till too, too soon, the glowing west,",
      "  Proclaim’d the speed of winged day.",
      "",
      "",
      "Still o’er these scenes my mem’ry wakes,",
      "  And fondly broods with miser-care;",
      "Time but th’ impression stronger makes,",
      "  As streams their channels deeper wear,",
      "My Mary! dear departed shade!",
      "  Where is thy blissful place of rest?",
      "See’st thou thy lover lowly laid?",
      "  Hear’st thou the groans that rend his breast?"
    ],
    "linecount": "32"
  }
]