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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": "Happy is England! I could be content",
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   {
    "text": "To see no other verdure than its own;",
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   {
    "text": "To feel no other breezes than are blown",
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    "text": "Through its tall woods with high romances blent:",
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   {
    "text": "Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment",
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   {
    "text": "For skies Italian, and an inward groan",
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   {
    "text": "To sit upon an Alp as on a throne,",
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   {
    "text": "And half forget what world or worldling meant.",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Happy is England, sweet her artless daughters;",
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   {
    "text": "Enough their simple loveliness for me,",
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   {
    "text": "Enough their whitest arms in silence clinging:",
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   {
    "text": "Yet do I often warmly burn to see",
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   {
    "text": "Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing,",
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   {
    "text": "And float with them about the summer waters.",
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