[
  {
    "title": "Dare you see a soul at the white heat?",
    "author": "Emily Dickinson",
    "lines": [
      "Dare you see a soul at the white heat?",
      "Then crouch within the door.",
      "Red is the fire's common tint;",
      "But when the vivid ore",
      "",
      "Has sated flame's conditions,",
      "Its quivering substance plays",
      "Without a color but the light",
      "Of unanointed blaze.",
      "",
      "Least village boasts its blacksmith,",
      "Whose anvil's even din",
      "Stands symbol for the finer forge",
      "That soundless tugs within,",
      "",
      "Refining these impatient ores",
      "With hammer and with blaze,",
      "Until the designated light",
      "Repudiate the forge."
    ],
    "linecount": 16,
    "source": "Project Gutenberg — Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete (https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/12242)"
  }
]