[
  {
    "title": "Easter Week",
    "author": "Charles Kingsley",
    "lines": [
      "See the land, her Easter keeping,",
      "Rises as her Maker rose.",
      "Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping,",
      "Burst at last from winter snows.",
      "Earth with heaven above rejoices;",
      "Fields and gardens hail the spring;",
      "Shaughs and woodlands ring with voices,",
      "While the wild birds build and sing.",
      "",
      "You, to whom your Maker granted",
      "Powers to those sweet birds unknown,",
      "Use the craft by God implanted;",
      "Use the reason not your own.",
      "Here, while heaven and earth rejoices,",
      "Each his Easter tribute bring-",
      "Work of fingers, chant of voices,",
      "Like the birds who build and sing."
    ],
    "linecount": "16"
  },
  {
    "title": "Easter Week",
    "author": "Joyce Kilmer",
    "lines": [
      "(In memory of Joseph Mary Plunkett)",
      "",
      "(\"Romantic Ireland's dead and gone,",
      "It's with O'Leary in the grave.\")",
      "",
      "William Butler Yeats.",
      "",
      "\"Romantic Ireland's dead and gone,",
      "It's with O'Leary in the grave.\"",
      "Then, Yeats, what gave that Easter dawn",
      "A hue so radiantly brave?",
      "There was a rain of blood that day,",
      "Red rain in gay blue April weather.",
      "It blessed the earth till it gave birth",
      "To valour thick as blooms of heather.",
      "Romantic Ireland never dies!",
      "O'Leary lies in fertile ground,",
      "And songs and spears throughout the years",
      "Rise up where patriot graves are found.",
      "Immortal patriots newly dead",
      "And ye that bled in bygone years,",
      "What banners rise before your eyes?",
      "What is the tune that greets your ears?",
      "The young Republic's banners smile",
      "For many a mile where troops convene.",
      "O'Connell Street is loudly sweet",
      "With strains of Wearing of the Green.",
      "The soil of Ireland throbs and glows",
      "With life that knows the hour is here",
      "To strike again like Irishmen",
      "For that which Irishmen hold dear.",
      "Lord Edward leaves his resting place",
      "And Sarsfield's face is glad and fierce.",
      "See Emmet leap from troubled sleep",
      "To grasp the hand of Padraic Pearse!",
      "There is no rope can strangle song",
      "And not for long death takes his toll.",
      "No prison bars can dim the stars",
      "Nor quicklime eat the living soul.",
      "Romantic Ireland is not old.",
      "For years untold her youth will shine.",
      "Her heart is fed on Heavenly bread,",
      "The blood of martyrs is her wine."
    ],
    "linecount": "40"
  }
]