[
  {
    "title": "I think just how my shape will rise",
    "author": "Emily Dickinson",
    "lines": [
      "I think just how my shape will rise",
      "When I shall be forgiven,",
      "Till hair and eyes and timid head",
      "Are out of sight, in heaven.",
      "",
      "I think just how my lips will weigh",
      "With shapeless, quivering prayer",
      "That you, so late, consider me,",
      "The sparrow of your care.",
      "",
      "I mind me that of anguish sent,",
      "Some drifts were moved away",
      "Before my simple bosom broke, --",
      "And why not this, if they?",
      "",
      "And so, until delirious borne",
      "I con that thing, -- \"forgiven,\" --",
      "Till with long fright and longer trust",
      "I drop my heart, unshriven!"
    ],
    "linecount": 16,
    "source": "Project Gutenberg — Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete (https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/12242)"
  }
]