[
  {
    "title": "On His Seventy-fifth Birthday",
    "author": "Walter Savage Landor",
    "lines": [
      "I strove with none, for none was worth my strife;",
      "Nature I loved, and next to Nature, Art;",
      "I warmed both hands before the fire of Life;",
      "It sinks, and I am ready to depart."
    ],
    "linecount": "4"
  }
]