[
  {
    "title": "Sonnet 144: Two loves I have of comfort and despair",
    "author": "William Shakespeare",
    "lines": [
      "Two loves I have of comfort and despair,",
      "Which like two spirits do suggest me still:",
      "The better angel is a man right fair,",
      "The worser spirit a woman colour'd ill.",
      "To win me soon to hell, my female evil,",
      "Tempteth my better angel from my side,",
      "And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,",
      "Wooing his purity with her foul pride.",
      "And whether that my angel be turn'd fiend,",
      "Suspect I may, yet not directly tell;",
      "But being both from me, both to each friend,",
      "I guess one angel in another's hell:",
      "  Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt,",
      "  Till my bad angel fire my good one out."
    ],
    "linecount": "14"
  }
]