[
  {
    "title": "If anybody's friend be dead",
    "author": "Emily Dickinson",
    "lines": [
      "If anybody's friend be dead,",
      "It 's sharpest of the theme",
      "The thinking how they walked alive,",
      "At such and such a time.",
      "",
      "Their costume, of a Sunday,",
      "Some manner of the hair, --",
      "A prank nobody knew but them,",
      "Lost, in the sepulchre.",
      "",
      "How warm they were on such a day:",
      "You almost feel the date,",
      "So short way off it seems; and now,",
      "They 're centuries from that.",
      "",
      "How pleased they were at what you said;",
      "You try to touch the smile,",
      "And dip your fingers in the frost:",
      "When was it, can you tell,",
      "",
      "You asked the company to tea,",
      "Acquaintance, just a few,",
      "And chatted close with this grand thing",
      "That don't remember you?",
      "",
      "Past bows and invitations,",
      "Past interview, and vow,",
      "Past what ourselves can estimate, --",
      "That makes the quick of woe!"
    ],
    "linecount": 24,
    "source": "Project Gutenberg — Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete (https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/12242)"
  }
]