[
  {
    "title": "Sonnet 104: To me, fair friend, you never can be old",
    "author": "William Shakespeare",
    "lines": [
      "To me, fair friend, you never can be old,",
      "For as you were when first your eye I ey'd,",
      "Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold,",
      "Have from the forests shook three summers' pride,",
      "Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd,",
      "In process of the seasons have I seen,",
      "Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd,",
      "Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green.",
      "Ah! yet doth beauty like a dial-hand,",
      "Steal from his figure, and no pace perceiv'd;",
      "So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand,",
      "Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceiv'd:",
      "  For fear of which, hear this thou age unbred:",
      "  Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead."
    ],
    "linecount": "14"
  }
]