[
  {
    "title": "Digging",
    "author": "Edward Thomas",
    "lines": [
      "WHAT matter makes my spade for tears or mirth,",
      "Letting down two clay pipes into the earth?",
      "The one I smoked, the other a soldier",
      "Of Blenheim, Ramillies, and Malplaquet",
      "Perhaps. The dead man's immortality",
      "Lies represented lightly with my own,",
      "A yard or two nearer the living air",
      "Than bones of ancients who, amazed to see",
      "Almighty God erect the mastodon,",
      "Once laughed, or wept, in this same light of day."
    ],
    "linecount": "10"
  },
  {
    "title": "Digging",
    "author": "Edward Thomas",
    "lines": [
      "TO-DAY I think",
      "Only with scents,--scents dead leaves yield,",
      "And bracken, and wild carrot's seed,",
      "And the square mustard field;",
      "",
      "Odours that rise",
      "When the spade wounds the root of tree,",
      "Rose, currant, raspberry, or goutweed,",
      "Rhubarb or celery;",
      "",
      "The smoke's smell, too,",
      "Flowing from where a bonfire burns",
      "The dead, the waste, the dangerous,",
      "And all to sweetness turns.",
      "",
      "It is enough",
      "To smell, to crumble the dark earth.",
      "While the robin sings over again",
      "Sad songs of Autumn mirth."
    ],
    "linecount": "16"
  }
]