Satunnainen runo

{
  "data": {
    "author": "George Gordon, Lord Byron",
    "line_count": "34",
    "lines": [
      "Spot of my youth! whose hoary branches sigh,",
      "Swept by the breeze that fans thy cloudless sky;",
      "Where now alone I muse, who oft have trod,",
      "With those I loved, thy soft and verdant sod;",
      "With those who, scatter'd far, perchance deplore,",
      "Like me, the happy scenes they knew before:",
      "Oh! as I trace again thy winding hill,",
      "Mine eyes admire, my heart adores thee still,",
      "Thou drooping Elm! beneath whose boughs I lay,",
      "And frequent mus'd the twilight hours away;",
      "Where, as they once were wont, my limbs recline,",
      "But, ah! without the thoughts which then were mine:",
      "How do thy branches, moaning to the blast,",
      "Invite the bosom to recall the past,",
      "And seem to whisper, as they gently swell,",
      "\"Take, while thou canst, a lingering, last farewell!\"",
      "",
      "  When Fate shall chill, at length, this fever'd breast,",
      "And calm its cares and passions into rest,",
      "Oft have I thought, 'twould soothe my dying hour,--",
      "If aught may soothe, when Life resigns her power,--",
      "To know some humbler grave, some narrow cell,",
      "Would hide my bosom where it lov'd to dwell;",
      "With this fond dream, methinks 'twere sweet to die--",
      "And here it linger'd, here my heart might lie;",
      "Here might I sleep where all my hopes arose,",
      "Scene of my youth, and couch of my repose;",
      "For ever stretch'd beneath this mantling shade,",
      "Press'd by the turf where once my childhood play'd;",
      "Wrapt by the soil that veils the spot I lov'd,",
      "Mix'd with the earth o'er which my footsteps mov'd;",
      "Blest by the tongues that charm'd my youthful ear,",
      "Mourn'd by the few my soul acknowledged here;",
      "Deplor'd by those in early days allied,",
      "And unremember'd by the world beside."
    ],
    "title": "Lines Written Beneath an Elm in the Churchyard of Harrow"
  },
  "success": true
}