The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. —Elizabeth Bishop, '_____ Art'
If they be _____, they are _____ so As stiff twin compasses are _____; Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show To move, but doth, if th' other do. —John Donne, 'A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning'
Batter my heart, _____-person'd God; for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. —John Donne, 'Holy Sonnet 14'
Among the rain and lights I saw the figure _____ in gold on a red firetruck moving tense unheeded —William Carlos Williams, 'The Great Figure'
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being _____ ages. At first, the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms. —William Shakespeare, 'All the World's a Stage' (from As You Like It)
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a minature sleigh, and _____ tiny reindeer, With a little old driver, so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick. —Clement Clark Moore, 'A Visit from St. Nicholas'
I'm a riddle in _____ syllables, An elephant, a ponderous house, A melon strolling on two tendrils. O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers! This loaf's big with its yeasty rising. Money's new-minted in this fat purse. —Sylvia Plath, 'Metaphors'
I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. II I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. —Wallace Stevens, '_____ Ways of Looking at a Blackbird'
The darkness drops again; but now I know That _____ centuries of stony sleep Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle, And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born? —W. B. Yeats, 'The Second Coming'
When I was _____ I heard a wise man say, 'Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; —A. E. Housman, 'When I was _____'
O brothers mine, to-day we stand Where half a century sweeps our ken, Since God, through Lincoln’s ready hand, Struck off our bonds and made us men. Just _____ years — a winter’s day— As runs the history of a race; Yet, as we look back o’er the way, How distant seems our starting place! —James Weldon Johnson, '_____ Years'
The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky; Upon the brimming water among the stones Are _____ swans. —W. B. Yeats, 'The Wild Swans at Coole'
If you can fill the unforgiving minute With _____ seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And — which is more — you’ll be a Man, my son! —Rudyard Kipling, 'If—'
Now, of my threescore years and ten, Twenty will not come again, And take from _____ springs a score, It only leaves me fifty more. —A. E. Housman, 'Loveliest of trees, the cherry now'
Listen my children and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in _____; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 'Paul Revere's Ride'
And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And time yet for _____ indecisions, And for _____ visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea. —T. S. Eliot, 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock'
Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the _____. —Alfred, Lord Tennyson, 'The Charge of the Light Brigade'
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: _____ saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. —William Wordsworth, 'I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud'
My vegetable love should grow Vaster than empires, and more slow. An hundred years should go to praise Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze; Two hundred to adore each breast, But _____ to the rest; —Andrew Marvell, 'To His Coy Mistress'
Arabi’s army was about _____ in all, And, virtually speaking, it wasn’t very small; But if they had been as numerous again, The Irish and Highland brigades would have beaten them, it is plain. —William Topaz McGonagall, 'The Battle of Tel-el-Kebir'