[
  {
    "title": "The Patriot: An Old Story",
    "author": "Robert Browning",
    "lines": [
      "It was roses, roses, all the way,",
      "  With myrtle mixed in my path like mad;",
      "The house-roofs seemed to heave and sway,",
      "  The church-spires flamed, such flags they had,",
      "A year ago on this very day.",
      "",
      "The air broke into a mist with bells,",
      "  The old walls rocked with the crowd and cries.",
      "Had I said, \"Good folk, mere noise repels--",
      "  But give me your sun from yonder skies!\"",
      "They had answered \"And afterward, what else?\"",
      "",
      "Alack, it was I who leaped at the sun",
      "  To give it my loving friends to keep!",
      "Naught man could do, have I left undone:",
      "  And you see my harvest, what I reap",
      "This very day, now a year is run.",
      "",
      "There's nobody on the house-tops now--",
      "  Just a palsied few at the windows set;",
      "For the best of the sight is, all allow,",
      "  At the Shambles' Gate--or, better yet,",
      "By the very scaffold's foot, I trow.",
      "",
      "I go in the rain, and, more than needs,",
      "  A rope cuts both my wrists behind;",
      "And I think, by the feel, my forehead bleeds,",
      "  For they fling, whoever has a mind,",
      "Stones at me for my year's misdeeds.",
      "",
      "Thus I entered, and thus I go!",
      "  In triumphs, people have dropped down dead,",
      "\"Paid by the world, what dost thou owe",
      "  Me? \"--God might question; now instead,",
      "'Tis God shall repay: I am safer so."
    ],
    "linecount": "30"
  }
]