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 "title": "Sonnet",
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 "poet": "John Keats",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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   {
    "text": "How many bards gild the lapses of time!",
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   {
    "text": "A few of them have ever been the food",
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   {
    "text": "Of my delighted fancy,⁠—I could brood",
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    "text": "Over their beauties, earthly, or sublime:",
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   {
    "text": "And often, when I sit me down to rhyme,",
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   {
    "text": "These will in throngs before my mind intrude:",
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   {
    "text": "But no confusion, no disturbance rude",
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   {
    "text": "Do they occasion; ’tis a pleasing chime.",
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   {
    "text": "So the unnumber’d sounds that evening store;",
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   {
    "text": "The songs of birds⁠—the whisp’ring of the leaves⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "The voice of waters⁠—the great bell that heaves",
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    "text": "With solemn sound,⁠—and thousand others more,",
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   {
    "text": "That distance of recognizance bereaves,",
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   {
    "text": "Make pleasing music, and not wild uproar.",
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