Wednesday, July 2, 2008

The Thursday Quiz XLIII

The Thursday Quiz!

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 what lyeth 'twixt ye abyss and thee:

No research, Googling, Wikiing, or use of reference books. The Thursday
Quiz is a POP quiz. Violators will have to make it on their own.
This Week's Category speaks to the ages with voice like trumpet loud!

Famous Poems II

More poems selected from William Harmon's 1992 book of the 500 most-anthologized poems of all time. I've given you the poet and title, and the first several lines of the poem. In which ones do the poet and the title match the poem? And, in which ones am I deviously messing with you?

1. Matthew Arnold, Dover Beach.

The sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; —on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!

2. Emily Dickinson, Time You Thief

Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in --
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in.

Say I’m weary, say I’m sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me.
Say I’m growing old, but add
Jenny kissed me.

3. T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land.

APRIL is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers....

4. Robert Herrick, To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time.

GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying :
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.

5. Randall Jarrell, The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner.

From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

6. Rudyard Kipling, The Passionate Shepherd to His Sheep.

COME follow me and be my sheep,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield.

There will we sit upon the rocks
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.

7. Ben Jonson, On My First Son.

Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy ;
My sin was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy.
Seven years thou wert lent to me, and I thee pay,
Exacted by thy fate, on the just day.
Oh, could I lose all father now ! For why
Will man lament the state he should envy?
To have so soon 'scaped world's and flesh's rage,
And if no other misery, yet age !
Rest in soft peace, and, asked, say, Here doth lie
Ben Jonson his best piece of poetry.
For whose sake henceforth all his vows be such
As what he loves may never like too much.

8. John Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn.

THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?

9. John Keats, To Autumn.

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west,
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourish'd by.

10. Wilfred Owen, Anthem for Doomed Youth.

The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
But I hung on like death:
Such waltzing was not easy.

We romped until the pans
Slid from the kitchen shelf;
My mother's countenance
Could not unfrown itself.

The hand that held my wrist
Was battered on one knuckle;
At every step you missed
My right ear scraped a buckle.

You beat time on my head
With a palm caked hard by dirt,
Then waltzed me off to bed
Still clinging to your shirt.

11. Theodore Roethke, My Papa’s Waltz.

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes,
And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns
And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves
Trail with daisies and barley
Down the rivers of the windfall light.

12. William Butler Yeats, Sailing to Byzantium.

That is no country for old men. The young
In one another's arms, birds in the trees
- Those dying generations - at their song,
The salmon-falls, the mackerel-crowded seas,
Fish, flesh, or fowl, commend all summer long
Whatever is begotten, born, and dies.
Caught in that sensual music all neglect
Monuments of unageing intellect.

Submit your answers in the comments. Rhyming couplets optional.

(The first Thursday Quiz on Famous Poems was TQXXI. Missy took the Gold.)


fingerstothebone said...

You're messing with me. Whatever happened to that book arts quiz you promised?

Michael5000 said...

@fingers: I was messing with you.

Yankee in England said...

Okay I will forvige you for leaving out my favorite poem Burn's To a Mouse, this poem messed with me so much I was afraid to mow the lawn.

Here goes my guess
1 match
2 match
3 deviously messing with me
4 match
5 deviously messing with me
6 deviously messing with me
7 match
8 match
9 deviously messing with me
10 match
11 match
12 deviously messing with me

Anonymous said...

1 yes

2 definitely not Dickenson!

3 no; I think it's Dylan Thomas

4 yes

5 yes, sounds right; but ... ick!

6 no *ng way! mess with a classic, will you!

7 yes

8 yes

9 no (I think)

10 uh, no

11 no

12 yes?

d said...

me knows not of poetry
so guessing abounds

1y, 2n!, 3y, 4y, 5n, 6n, 7y, 8y, 9n, 10n, 11y, 12y

Elizabeth said...

1. No - wasn't he a composer? Well, maybe a poet too, but no.
2. Yes, why not. She was a little odd.
3. Yes to the poet and title, but I don't remember those lines, so no.
4. Yes. Carpe diem!
5. Yes. A poem that should be tattooed on the collective foreheads of the current administration.
6. Are you kidding me? Or was he kidding? or lambing? No.
7. So depressing it has to be true.
8. Yea, verily.
9. Gettin' tricksy - no, but only because #8 was yes.
10. So confused ... no. But I really like the poem. I used to dance with my grandmother like that.
11. No, because the poems in 10 and 11 are switched?
12. Yes.

Twelve answers quick and at a guess
I've missed a few, but nonetheless
Will click now to submit this mess.

McGuff said...

1. Yes
2. No way ho ho
3. Yep (awesome)
4. Yes
5. YES (a favorite)
6. Dear God NO
7. Yes
8. Yes
9. No
10. Don't know it. Plausible. No.
11. Wasn't there waltzing in the last poem? No.
12. It's a poem, by Yeats, but shouldn't there be at least some reference to things Byzantine? No. (will likely regret this one).

Anonymous said...

Twelve forlorn guesses
Follow shortly hence
Destined to last place I fear
Their creator clearly dense

1 / match
2 / don't match
3 / don't match (we shall not cease from exploration..)
4 / match
5 / don't match
6 / match
7 / match
8 / don't match
9 / match
10 / match
11 / don't match
12 / match (Oh! "No Country for Old Men")

Hey, what maidens loth, anyway?

Anonymous said...

All are correct.

This way I have to get some right, eh?

Anonymous said...

One is
Two isn't
Eleven isn't

And sadly I will have to return later for the rest. Poetry takes me a while and makes me seasick sometimes. But I love it.

Anonymous said...

Oh, I'd totally forgotten it's quiz today. I do recall my embarrassingly lackluster performance on Famous Poems I, but here goes.

1 no
2 no
3 yes
4 yes
5 yes
6 yes
7 yes
8 yes
9 yes
10 no
11 no
12 yes

Rex Parker said...

More Chaucer!!

I'm going to suck at this, but:

1. no
2. yes
3. yes
4. yes
5. yes
6. no
7. yes
8. yes
9. no (Shakespeare)
10. no
11. no (I want to say you transposed 10 and 11 - the whiskey part of 10 says Roethke, but I know squat about Owen...)
12. uh, sure, ok

Rex Parker said...

"Abou Ben Adhem!!!!!!!!!" - I just had to exclaim that, as the author of 2. (I just found out) also write that poem, which I have never seen outside of crosswords, where it (particularly ABOU) is gold.


Michael5000 said...

OK, time to talk results.

1. YES.
2. No. "Jenny Kissed Me" is a good little poem, and that should have tipped you off that it is not Dickinson. It is by Leigh Hunt.
3. YES
4. YES
5. YES
6. Heh, no. "Passionate Shepherd" is by Christopher Marlowe, not Rudyard Kipling. Also, it's the Passionate Shepherd to his LOVE, not his SHEEP. I must have made a typo.
7. YES
8. YES
9. No. What you've got there is Shakespeare's Sonnet 73. We talked about the REAL "To Autumn" way back here.
10. No. As several of you figured, this is Rothke's "My Papa's Waltz."
11. So this is obviously not right. It's that famous Dylan Thomas one... just a sec... oh yeah, "Fern Hill."
12. YES.

Michael5000 said...

So who honoured among readers will be prince of the poetry Quiz?

Well, it looks like the TQXLIII Gold Star goes to gs49! gs49 now has three Stars, two Silvers and this Gold one -- and he or she has gathered them all in the last three Quizzes. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a contender!

The Silver goes to Phineas. His eleventh Star moves him into undisputed fourth place on the all-time TQ winnings board.

The Blue goes to d, who apparently knows more of poetry than he thought.

The Green goes to Rex Parker, his fifth Green and his 18th Star overall. He remains atop the all-time list.

Michael5000 said...

@Elizabeth: You're thinking of MALCOLM Arnold. More on him next Wednesday.

@Critical Bill: You got seven right!

@Rex: May his tribe increase!

gS49 said...

gs49 now has three Stars, two Silvers and this Gold one -- and he or she has gathered them all in the last three Quizzes. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a contender!

[bowing, bowing]

and it's 'he'