[
  {
    "title": "Love's Young Dream",
    "author": "Thomas Moore",
    "lines": [
      "Oh! the days are gone, when Beauty bright",
      "My heart's chain wove;",
      "When my dream of life, from morn till night,",
      "Was love, still love.",
      "New hope may bloom,",
      "And days may come,",
      "Of milder calmer beam,",
      "But there's nothing half so sweet in life",
      "As love's young dream:",
      "No, there's nothing half so sweet in life",
      "As love's young dream.",
      "",
      "Though the bard to purer fame may soar,",
      "When wild youth's past;",
      "Though he win the wise, who frown'd before,",
      "To smile at last;",
      "He'll never meet",
      "A joy so sweet,",
      "In all his noon of fame,",
      "As when first he sung to woman's ear",
      "His soul-felt flame,",
      "And, at every close, she blush'd to hear",
      "The one loved name.",
      "",
      "No, -- that hallow'd form is ne'er forgot",
      "Which first love traced;",
      "Still it lingering haunts the greenest spot",
      "On memory's waste.",
      "'Twas odour fled",
      "As soon as shed;",
      "'Twas morning's winged dream;",
      "'Twas a light, tht ne'er can shine again",
      "On life's dull stream:",
      "Oh! 'twas light that n'er can shine again",
      "On life's dull stream."
    ],
    "linecount": "33"
  }
]