Poems1

Question 0

He didn’t fight. He hadn’t fought at all.

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 1

I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat

Answer 1

Bishop; The Fish

Question 2

He hung a grunting weight, battered and venerable and homely.

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 3

Here and there his brown skin hung in strips like ancient wall-paper

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 4

Shapes like full-blown roses stained and lost through age.

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 5

He was speckled with barnacles,
Fine rosettes of lime,
And infested
With tiny White Sea-lice

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 6

While his gills were breathing in
The terrible oxygen
-The frightening gills,

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 7

I thought of the course white flesh

Packed in like feathers

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 8

The big bones and the little bones,

The dramatic reds and blacks

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 9

I looked into his eyes.
Which were far larger than mine
But shallower, and yellowed

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Bishop; the Fish

Question 10

With tarnished tinfoil
Seen through the lenses
Of old scratched isinglass.

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 11

They shifted a little, but not

To return my stare.

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 12

It was more like the tipping of an object toward the light.

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 13

I admired his sullen face,
The mechanism of his jaw,
And then I saw
That from his lower lip

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Bishop; the Fish

Question 14

A green line, frayed at the end

Where he broke it, two heavier lines,

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Bishop; The Fish

Question 15

Like medals with their ribbons
Frayed and wavering,
A five-haired beard of wisdom

Answer 15

Bishop; The Fish

Question 16

I stared and stared
And victory filled up
The little rented boat,

Answer 16

Bishop; The Fish

Question 17

But I was well
Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
And I could tell
What form my dreaming was about to take

Answer 17

Frost; After Apple Picking

Question 18

And every fleck of russet showing clear
My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
It keeps the pressure of a latter-round

Answer 18

Frost; After Apple Picking

Question 19

As of no worth,
One can see what trouble
This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is

Answer 19

Frost; After Apple Picking

Question 20

The woodchuck could say whether it’s like his long sleep, as I describe its coming on, or just some human sleep

Answer 20

Frost; After Apple Picking

Question 21

Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth-

Assorted characters of death and blight mixed ready to begin the morning right,

Answer 21

Frost; Design

Question 22

Like the ingredients of a witches’ broth
A snow drop spider, a flower like a froth,
And dead wings carried like a paper kite.

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Frost; Design

Question 23

What had the flower to do with being white, The wayside blue and innocent heal-all?

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Frost; Design

Question 24

What brought the kindred spider to that height, then steered the white moth thither in the night?

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Frost; Design

Question 25

What but design of darkness to appall? | If design govern in a things so small.

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Frost; Design

Question 26

"Be sure to remember to always | Speak to everyone you meet."

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Bishop; Manners

Question 27

"Good Day, sir. Good day. A fine day."

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Bishop; Manners

Question 28

"Always offer everyone a ride; | Don't forget that when you get older"

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Bishop; Manners

Question 29

But he flew a little way at a time | From fence post to dense post, ahead;

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Bishop; Manners

Question 30

When we came to Hustler Hill, | He said that the mare was tired

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Bishop; Manners

Question 31

Had we but world enough, and time, | This coyness, lady, were no crime

Answer 31

Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 32

We would sit down, and think which was to walk, and pass our long love's day.

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 33

Thou by the Indian Ganges' side | Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide of Humber would complain.

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 34

I would love you ten years before the flood, and you should, if you please, refuse till the conversion of Jews.

Answer 34

Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 35

My vegetable love should grow vaster than empires, and more slow;

Answer 35

Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 36

An hundred years should go to praise Thine eyes and on they forehead gaze

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 37

Two hundred to adore each breast, | But thirty thousand to the rest

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 38

An age at least to every part, and the last age should show your heart.

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 39

For, lady, you deserve this state, | Nor would I love at lower rate.

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 40

But at my back I always hear time winged chariot hurrying near;

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 41

Thy beauty shall no more be found, Nor in thy marble vault shall sound My echoing song

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 42

Then worms shall thy | That long preserved virginity, and your quaint honor turn to dust

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 43

The graves' a fine and private places, | But none, I think, do them embrace.

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 44

Now let us sport us while we may, | And now like the amorous birds of pray

Answer 44

Marvell; To His Coy Mistress

Question 45

Let us roll all our strength and all our sweetness up into one ball, And tear our pleasure with rough strife

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Marvell; To His Coy Mistress