[
  {
    "title": "At Home",
    "author": "Christina Rossetti",
    "lines": [
      "When I was dead, my spirit turned",
      "To seek the much-frequented house:",
      "I passed the door, and saw my friends",
      "Feasting beneath green orange boughs;",
      "From hand to hand they pushed the wine,",
      "They sucked the pulp of plum and peach;",
      "They sang, they jested, and they laughed,",
      "For each was loved of each.",
      "",
      "I listened to thier honest chat:",
      "Said one: \"To-morrow we shall be",
      "Plod plod along the featureless sands,",
      "And coasting miles and miles of sea.\"",
      "Said one: \"Before the turn of tide",
      "We will achieve the eyrie-seat.\"",
      "Said one: \"To-morrow shall be like",
      "To-day, but much more sweet.\"",
      "",
      "\"To-morrow,\" said they, strong with hope,",
      "And dwelt upon the pleasant way:",
      "\"To-morrow,\" cried they, one and all,",
      "While no one spoke of yesterday.",
      "Their life stood full at blessed noon;",
      "I, only I, had passed away:",
      "\"To-morrow and to-day,\" they cried;",
      "I was of yesterday.",
      "",
      "I shivered comfortless, but cast",
      "No chill across the table-cloth;",
      "I, all-forgotten, shivered, sad",
      "To stay, and yet to part how loth:",
      "I passed from the familiar room,",
      "I who from love had passed away,",
      "Like the remembrance of a guest",
      "That tarrieth but a day."
    ],
    "linecount": "32"
  }
]