[
  {
    "title": "Pain In Pleasure",
    "author": "Elizabeth Barrett Browning",
    "lines": [
      "A THOUGHT ay like a flower upon mine heart,",
      "And drew around it other thoughts like bees",
      "For multitude and thirst of sweetnesses;",
      "Whereat rejoicing, I desired the art",
      "Of the Greek whistler, who to wharf and mart",
      "Could lure those insect swarms from orange-trees",
      "That I might hive with me such thoughts and please",
      "My soul so, always. foolish counterpart",
      "Of a weak man's vain wishes ! While I spoke,",
      "The thought I called a flower grew nettle-rough",
      "The thoughts, called bees, stung me to festering:",
      "Oh, entertain (cried Reason as she woke)",
      "Your best and gladdest thoughts but long enough,",
      "And they will all prove sad enough to sting !"
    ],
    "linecount": "14"
  }
]