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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