The Thursday Quiz is an "Is It or Isn't It" game. From the list of twelve items, your job is to determine whether each IS or ISN'T a true example of the week's category.
Remember always these words of inspiration:
No research, Googling, Wikiing, or use of reference books. The ThursdayThis Week's Category is a poet, but is unaware of that fact:
Quiz is a POP quiz. Violators will be stripped of their citizenship.
In fact, many of the following (I'm giving you the poet, the title, and the first few lines) are SO famous that they are in William Harmon's 1992 book of the 500 most-anthologized poems of all time. The others are, in various ways, quite bogus. Which ones are the actual famous poems?
1. W.H. Auden, "Musée des Beaux-Arts"
About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along....
2. E. E. Cummings, "anyone lived in a pretty how town"
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn’t he danced his did.
3. Emily Dickenson, "The Yellow Rose"
There's a yellow rose -- in Texas --
That I am going to see,
Nobody else could miss her --
Not half as much as me.
4. T. S. Eliot, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"
Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels....
5. Alan Ginsburg, "On the Che Guevara Highway"
It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline
But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline
Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who is crying
Over luxury's disappointment
So he walks over and he's trying
To sympathise with her but he thinks that he should warn her
That the third world is just around the corner.
6. Henry Reed, "Naming of Parts"
To-day we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
We had daily cleaning. And to-morrow morning,
We shall have what to do after firing. But to-day,
To-day we have naming of parts.
7. Percy Bysshe Shelley, "England in 1819"
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,--
Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow
Through public scorn,--mud from a muddy spring,--
Rulers who neither see, nor feel, nor know,
But leech-like to their fainting country cling,
Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow....
8. Alfred, Lord Tennyson, "In Troy"
The ragged sea, incarnadine, lashing
Here across rocky bluffs has ceaseless swept
Since time beyond our ken. Yet heroes here,
Remembered still, did clash, and die, and win
Their place upon history's page.....
9. Dylan Thomas, "The Two Seasons"
Weary: my body goes weary round the long fall.
Thin sun, and thinner, and dry the scuttering leaves
Swirl round nostalgic apple red and cider stand,
Round clean clapboard churches, whitewashed, tidy as pins.
10. Walt Whitman, "The Tethered Ass"
Poor little foal of an oppressèd race!
I love the languid patience of thy face:
And oft with gentle hand I give thee bread,
And clap thy ragged coat, and pat thy head.
11 . William Wordsworth, "The Swimmer"
With short, sharp, violent lights made vivid,
To southward far as the sight can roam,
Only the swirl of the surges livid,
The seas that climb and the surfs that comb.
12. William Butler Yeats, "The Circus Animals' Desertion"
I sought a theme and sought for it in vain,
I sought it daily for six weeks or so.
Maybe at last, being but a broken man,
I must be satisfied with my heart, although
Winter and summer till old age began
My circus animals were all on show,
Those stilted boys, that burnished chariot,
Lion and woman and the Lord knows what.
Submit your answers, in a rhyme and meter scheme of your own choosing, in the comments.