[
  {
    "title": "I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,",
    "author": "Emily Dickinson",
    "lines": [
      "I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,",
      "And Mourners to and fro",
      "Kept treading -- treading -- till it seemed",
      "That Sense was breaking through --",
      "",
      "And when they all were seated,",
      "A Service, like a Drum --",
      "Kept beating -- beating -- till I thought",
      "My Mind was going numb --",
      "",
      "And then I heard them lift a Box",
      "And creak across my Soul",
      "With those same Boots of Lead, again,",
      "Then Space -- began to toll,",
      "",
      "As all the Heavens were a Bell,",
      "And Being, but an Ear,",
      "And I, and Silence, some strange Race",
      "Wrecked, solitary, here --",
      "",
      "And then a Plank in Reason, broke,",
      "And I dropped down, and down --",
      "And hit a World, at every plunge,",
      "And Finished knowing -- then --"
    ],
    "linecount": "20"
  }
]