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Can you name the title of the poem given these excerpts which are *not* the opening lines?

Updated Jul 13, 2014

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Verse/LinesTitle of PoemAuthor
'But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,/And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, 'Lenore?'Poe
'My little horse must think it queer/to stop without a farmhouse near/Between the woods and frozen lake...'Frost
'But a bird that stalks/down his narrow cage/can seldom see through/his bars of rage..'Angelou
'-- I love thee with the breath,/Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and if God chose,/I shall but love thee better after death.'(E) Browning
'Boldly they rode and well,/Into the jaws of Death,/Into the mouth of Hell/Rode the six hundred.'Tennyson
'The children were nestled all snug in their beds,/while visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.'Moore
'There's no such Cat in the metropolis;/He holds all the patent monopolies/For performing surprising illusions/And creating eccentric confusions.'Eliot
'He holds him with his glittering eye --/The Wedding-Guest stood still,/And listens like a three years' child:/The Mariner hath his will.'Coleridge
'...In the forests of the night;/What immortal hand or eye/Could frame thy fearful symmetry?/In what distant deeps or skies./Burnt the fire of thine eyes?'Blake
'Thro' many dangers, toils, and snares/I have already come;/'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far,/And grace will lead me home.'Newton
'When all at once I saw a crowd,/A host of golden daffodils;/Beside the lake, beneath the trees,/Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.'Wordsworth
'C is for Clara who wasted away/D is for Desmond thrown out of a sleigh/E is for Ernest who choked on a peach/F is for Fanny sucked dry by a leech'Gorey
'Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church,/By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread,/To the belfry chamber overhead,'Longfellow
'And leave in our town not even a trace/Of the rats!' -- When suddenly, up the face/
Of the Piper perked in the market-place'
(R) Browning
'...Thou art more lovely and more temperate./Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,/And Summer's lease hath all too short a date.'Shakespeare
'The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,'/'Oh no, no,' said the little Fly, 'to ask me is in vain,/For who goes up your winding stair can ne'er come down again.'Howitt
'...It sits looking/over harbor and city/on silent haunches/
and then moves on.'
'O my luve is like the melodie/That's sweetly play'd in tune.'Burns
'Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,/In full glory reflected now shines in the stream.'Key
'How dreary -- to be -- Somebody!/How public--like a frog--/To tell one's name - the livelong June -/To an admiring Bog!'Dickinson
'They took some honey, and plenty of money/wrapped up in a five-pound note./The Owl looked up to the stars above,/And sang to a small guitar,'Lear
'But O heart! heart! heart!/O the bleeding drops of red,/Where on the deck my Captain lies,/Fallen cold and dead'Whitman

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