[
  {
    "title": "An Ode to Master Endymion Porter, Upon His Brother's Death",
    "author": "Robert Herrick",
    "lines": [
      "Not all thy flushing suns are set,",
      "Herrick, as yet ;",
      "Nor doth this far-drawn hemisphere",
      "Frown and look sullen ev'rywhere.",
      "Days may conclude in nights, and suns may rest",
      "As dead within the west ;",
      "Yet, the next morn, regild the fragrant east.",
      "",
      "Alas ! for me, that I have lost",
      "E'en all almost ;",
      "Sunk is my sight, set is my sun,",
      "And all the loom of life undone :",
      "The staff, the elm, the prop, the shelt'ring wall",
      "Whereon my vine did crawl,",
      "Now, now blown down ; needs must the old stock fall.",
      "",
      "Yet, Porter, while thou keep'st alive,",
      "In death I thrive :",
      "And like a phoenix re-aspire",
      "From out my nard and fun'ral fire ;",
      "And as I prune my feathered youth, so I",
      "Do mar'l how I could die",
      "When I had thee, my chief preserver, by.",
      "",
      "I'm up, I'm up, and bless that hand",
      "Which makes me stand",
      "Now as I do, and but for thee",
      "I must confess I could not be.",
      "The debt is paid ; for he who doth resign",
      "Thanks to the gen'rous vine",
      "Invites fresh grapes to fill his press with wine."
    ],
    "linecount": "28"
  }
]