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 "id": "john-donne/the-sun-rising",
 "title": "The Sun Rising",
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 "poet": "John Donne",
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 "language": "en",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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   {
    "text": "Busy old fool, unruly Sun,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Why dost thou thus,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Through windows, and through curtains, call on us?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Late schoolboys and sour prentices,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Call country ants to harvest offices;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "Thy beams so reverend, and strong",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Why shouldst thou think?",
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   },
   {
    "text": "I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But that I would not lose her sight so long.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "If her eyes have not blinded thine,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Look, and tomorrow late tell me,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Whether both th’ Indias of spice and mine",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Be where thou left’st them, or lie here with me.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Ask for those kings whom thou saw’st yesterday,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And thou shalt hear, “All here in one bed lay.”",
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  ],
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   {
    "text": "She’s all states, and all princes I;",
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   {
    "text": "Nothing else is;",
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   {
    "text": "Princes do but play us; compared to this,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "All honour’s mimic, all wealth alchemy.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou, Sun, art half as happy as we,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "In that the world’s contracted thus;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To warm the world, that’s done in warming us.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "This bed thy centre is, these walls thy sphere.",
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