[
  {
    "title": "Life",
    "author": "Charlotte Bronte",
    "lines": [
      "LIFE, believe, is not a dream",
      "So dark as sages say;",
      "Oft a little morning rain",
      "Foretells a pleasant day.",
      "Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,",
      "But these are transient all;",
      "If the shower will make the roses bloom,",
      "O why lament its fall ?",
      "",
      "Rapidly, merrily,",
      "Life's sunny hours flit by,",
      "Gratefully, cheerily,",
      "Enjoy them as they fly !",
      "",
      "What though Death at times steps in",
      "And calls our Best away ?",
      "What though sorrow seems to win,",
      "O'er hope, a heavy sway ?",
      "Yet hope again elastic springs,",
      "Unconquered, though she fell;",
      "Still buoyant are her golden wings,",
      "Still strong to bear us well.",
      "Manfully, fearlessly,",
      "The day of trial bear,",
      "For gloriously, victoriously,",
      "Can courage quell despair !"
    ],
    "linecount": "24"
  },
  {
    "title": "Life",
    "author": "George Herbert",
    "lines": [
      "I made a posie, while the day ran by:",
      "Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie",
      "My life within this band.",
      "But time did becken to the flowers, and they",
      "By noon most cunningly did steal away",
      "And wither'd in my hand.",
      "",
      "My hand was next to them, and then my heart:",
      "I took, without more thinking, in good part",
      "Times gentle admonition:",
      "Who did so sweetly deaths sad taste convey",
      "Making my minde to smell my fatall day;",
      "Yet sugring the suspicion.",
      "",
      "Farewell deare flowers, sweetly your time ye spent,",
      "Fit, while ye liv'd, for smell or ornament,",
      "And after death for cures.",
      "I follow straight without complaints or grief,",
      "Since if my sent be good, I care not, if",
      "It be as short as yours."
    ],
    "linecount": "18"
  },
  {
    "title": "Life",
    "author": "Robinson",
    "lines": [
      "\"What is this world?­thy school, O misery!",
      "\"Our only lesson is to learn to suffer.\"",
      "",
      "- YOUNG.",
      "",
      "",
      "LOVE, thou sportive fickle boy,",
      "Source of anguish, child of joy,",
      "Ever wounding­ever smiling,",
      "Soothing still, and still beguiling;",
      "What are all thy boasted treasures,",
      "Tender sorrows, transient pleasures?",
      "Anxious hopes, and jealous fears,",
      "LAUGHING HOURS, and MOURNING YEARS.",
      "",
      "What is FRIENDSHIP'S soothing name?",
      "But a shad'wy, vap'rish flame;",
      "Fancy's balm for ev'ry wound,",
      "Ever sought, but rarely found;",
      "What is BEAUTY ? but a flow'r,",
      "Blooming, fading in an hour;",
      "Deck'd with brightest tints at morn,",
      "At twilight with'ring on a thorn;",
      "Like the gentle Rose of spring,",
      "Chill'd by ev'ry zephyr's wing,",
      "Ah! how soon its colour flies,",
      "Blushes, trembles, falls, and dies.",
      "",
      "What is YOUTH ? a smiling sorrow,",
      "Blithe to day, and sad to-morrow;",
      "Never fix'd, for ever ranging,",
      "Laughing, weeping, doating, changing;",
      "Wild, capricious, giddy, vain,",
      "Cloy'd with pleasure, nurs'd with pain;",
      "AGE steals on with wint'ry face,",
      "Ev'ry rapt'rous Hope to chase;",
      "Like a wither'd, sapless tree,",
      "Bow'd to chilling Fate's decree;",
      "Strip'd of all its foliage gay,",
      "Drooping at the close of day;",
      "What of tedious Life remains?",
      "Keen regrets and cureless pains;",
      "Till DEATH appears, a welcome friend,",
      "To bid the scene of sorrow end."
    ],
    "linecount": "39"
  },
  {
    "title": "Life",
    "author": "Samuel Coleridge",
    "lines": [
      "As late I journey'd o'er the extensive plain",
      "Where native Otter sports his scanty stream,",
      "Musing in torpid woe a Sister's pain,",
      "The glorious prospect woke me from the dream.",
      "",
      "At every step it widen'd to my sight -",
      "Wood, Meadow, verdant Hill, and dreary Steep,",
      "Following in quick succession of delight, -",
      "Till all - at once - did my eye ravish'd sweep!",
      "",
      "May this (I cried) my course through Life portray!",
      "New scenes of Wisdom may each step display,",
      "And Knowledge open as my days advance!",
      "Till what time Death shall pour the undarken'd ray,",
      "My eye shall dart thro' infinite expanse,",
      "And thought suspended lie in Rapture's blissful trance."
    ],
    "linecount": "14"
  },
  {
    "title": "Life",
    "author": "Sir Walter Raleigh",
    "lines": [
      "What is our life? A play of passion,",
      "Our mirth the music of division,",
      "Our mother's wombs the tiring-houses be,",
      "Where we are dressed for this short comedy.",
      "Heaven the judicious sharp spectator is,",
      "That sits and marks still who doth act amiss.",
      "Our graves that hide us from the setting sun",
      "Are like drawn curtains when the play is done.",
      "Thus march we, playing, to our latest rest,",
      "Only we die in earnest, that's no jest."
    ],
    "linecount": "10"
  }
]