[
  {
    "title": "Sonnet 19: Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws",
    "author": "William Shakespeare",
    "lines": [
      "Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,",
      "And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;",
      "Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,",
      "And burn the long-liv'd phoenix, in her blood;",
      "Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets,",
      "And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,",
      "To the wide world and all her fading sweets;",
      "But I forbid thee one most heinous crime:",
      "O! carve not with thy hours my love's fair brow,",
      "Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen;",
      "Him in thy course untainted do allow",
      "For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.",
      "  Yet, do thy worst old Time: despite thy wrong,",
      "  My love shall in my verse ever live young."
    ],
    "linecount": "14"
  }
]