[
  {
    "title": "Something Childish, but Very Natural",
    "author": "Samuel Coleridge",
    "lines": [
      "If I had but two little wings",
      "And were a little feathery bird,",
      "To you I'd fly, my dear!",
      "But thoughts like these are idle things,",
      "And I stay here.",
      "",
      "But in my sleep to you I fly:",
      "I'm always with you in my sleep!",
      "The world is all one's own.",
      "But then one wakes, and where am I?",
      "All, all alone.",
      "",
      "Sleep stays not, though a monarch bids:",
      "So I love to wake ere break of day:",
      "For though my sleep be gone,",
      "Yet while 'tis dark, one shuts one's lids,",
      "And still dreams on."
    ],
    "linecount": "15"
  }
]