[
  {
    "title": "Immured in Heaven!",
    "author": "Emily Dickinson",
    "lines": [
      "Immured in Heaven!",
      "What a Cell!",
      "Let every Bondage be,",
      "Thou sweetest of the Universe,",
      "Like that which ravished thee!"
    ],
    "linecount": "5"
  },
  {
    "title": "Their Height in Heaven comforts not --",
    "author": "Emily Dickinson",
    "lines": [
      "Their Height in Heaven comforts not --",
      "Their Glory -- nought to me --",
      "'Twas best imperfect -- as it was --",
      "I'm finite -- I can't see --",
      "",
      "The House of Supposition --",
      "The Glimmering Frontier that",
      "Skirts the Acres of Perhaps --",
      "To Me -- shows insecure --",
      "",
      "The Wealth I had -- contented me --",
      "If 'twas a meaner size --",
      "Then I had counted it until",
      "It pleased my narrow Eyes --",
      "",
      "Better than larger values --",
      "That show however true --",
      "This timid life of Evidence",
      "Keeps pleading -- \"I don't know.\""
    ],
    "linecount": "16"
  },
  {
    "title": "294. Song—To Mary in Heaven",
    "author": "Robert Burns",
    "lines": [
      "THOU ling’ring star, with lessening ray,",
      "  That lov’st to greet the early morn,",
      "Again thou usher’st in the day",
      "  My Mary from my soul was torn.",
      "O Mary! dear departed shade!",
      "  Where is thy place of blissful rest?",
      "See’st thou thy lover lowly laid?",
      "  Hear’st thou the groans that rend his breast?",
      "",
      "",
      "That sacred hour can I forget,",
      "  Can I forget the hallow’d grove,",
      "Where, by the winding Ayr, we met,",
      "  To live one day of parting love!",
      "Eternity will not efface",
      "  Those records dear of transports past,",
      "Thy image at our last embrace,",
      "  Ah! little thought we ’twas our last!",
      "",
      "",
      "Ayr, gurgling, kiss’d his pebbled shore,",
      "  O’erhung with wild-woods, thickening green;",
      "The fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar,",
      "  ’Twin’d amorous round the raptur’d scene:",
      "The flowers sprang wanton to be prest,",
      "  The birds sang love on every spray;",
      "Till too, too soon, the glowing west,",
      "  Proclaim’d the speed of winged day.",
      "",
      "",
      "Still o’er these scenes my mem’ry wakes,",
      "  And fondly broods with miser-care;",
      "Time but th’ impression stronger makes,",
      "  As streams their channels deeper wear,",
      "My Mary! dear departed shade!",
      "  Where is thy blissful place of rest?",
      "See’st thou thy lover lowly laid?",
      "  Hear’st thou the groans that rend his breast?"
    ],
    "linecount": "32"
  },
  {
    "title": "In heaven",
    "author": "Stephen Crane",
    "lines": [
      "In heaven,",
      "Some little blades of grass",
      "Stood before God.",
      "\"What did you do?\"",
      "Then all save one of the little blades",
      "Began eagerly to relate",
      "The merits of their lives.",
      "This one stayed a small way behind,",
      "Ashamed.",
      "Presently, God said,",
      "\"And what did you do?\"",
      "The little blade answered, \"Oh my Lord,",
      "Memory is bitter to me,",
      "For, if I did good deeds,",
      "I know not of them.\"",
      "Then God, in all His splendor,",
      "Arose from His throne.",
      "\"Oh, best little blade of grass!\" He said."
    ],
    "linecount": "18"
  },
  {
    "title": "God lay dead in heaven",
    "author": "Stephen Crane",
    "lines": [
      "God lay dead in heaven;",
      "Angels sang the hymn of the end;",
      "Purple winds went moaning,",
      "Their wings drip-dripping",
      "With blood",
      "That fell upon the earth.",
      "It, groaning thing,",
      "Turned black and sank.",
      "Then from the far caverns",
      "Of dead sins",
      "Came monsters, livid with desire.",
      "They fought,",
      "Wrangled over the world,",
      "A morsel.",
      "But of all sadness this was sad --",
      "A woman's arms tried to shield",
      "The head of a sleeping man",
      "From the jaws of the final beast."
    ],
    "linecount": "18"
  }
]