So what's better after that big celebration of the city game than Wordsworth? A lot, actually, but fortunately I have already done the reading and prepared a quiz -- in which you are to match the Wordsworth selection to its title.
1.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:—
A Poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:—
A Poet could not but be gay
In such a jocund company!
2.
But all things else about her drawn | |
From May-time and the cheerful dawn; | |
A dancing shape, an image gay, | |
To haunt, to startle, and waylay. |
3.
A Life, a Presence like the air, | |
Scattering thy gladness without care, | |
Too blest with any one to pair, | |
Thyself thy own enjoyment. |
4.
Though babbling only to the vale | |
Of sunshine and of flowers, | |
Thou bringest unto me a tale | |
Of visionary hours. |
5.
I see thee glittering from afar— | |
And then thou art a pretty star, | |
Not quite so fair as many are | |
In heaven above thee! |
And the titles
A. "The Green Linnet"
B. "To The Cuckoo"
C. "The Daffodils"
D. "She Was A Phantom Of Delight"
E. "To The Daisy"
Answers tomorrow! For extra credit, readers are invited to defend the notion of a canon that has this kind of stuff in it.
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