Slumpmässig dikt

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  "data": {
    "author": "Edward Thomas",
    "line_count": "25",
    "lines": [
      "I NEVER saw that land before,",
      "And now can never see it again;",
      "Yet, as if by acquaintance hoar",
      "Endeared, by gladness and by pain,",
      "Great was the affection that I bore",
      "",
      "To the valley and the river small,",
      "The cattle, the grass, the bare ash trees,",
      "The chickens from the farmsteads, all",
      "Elm-hidden, and the tributaries",
      "Descending at equal interval;",
      "",
      "The blackthorns down along the brook",
      "With wounds yellow as crocuses",
      "Where yesterday the labourer's hook",
      "Had sliced them cleanly; and the breeze",
      "That hinted all and nothing spoke.",
      "",
      "I neither expected anything",
      "Nor yet remembered: but some goal",
      "I touched then; and if I could sing",
      "What would not even whisper my soul",
      "As I went on my journeying,",
      "",
      "I should use, as the trees and birds did,",
      "A language not to be betrayed;",
      "And what was hid should still be hid",
      "Excepting from those like me made",
      "Who answer when such whispers bid."
    ],
    "title": "I Never Saw That Land Before"
  },
  "success": true
}