| Answer | % Correct | |
|---|---|---|
| B | And danced the skies on laughter-silvered {wings}; | 100%
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| B | of sun-split clouds,—and done a hundred {things} | 100%
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| A | Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of {Earth} | 100%
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| G | And, while with silent lifting mind I've {trod} | 50%
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| D | High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring {there}, | 50%
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| C | I've chased the shouting wind along, and {flung} | 50%
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| F | I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy {grace} | 50%
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| D | My eager craft through footless halls of {air} .... | 50%
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| G | Put out my hand, and touched the face of {God}. | 50%
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| A | Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling {mirth} | 50%
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| F | The high untrespassed sanctity of {space}, | 50%
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| E | Up, up the long, delirious, burning {blue} | 50%
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| E | Where never lark nor ever eagle {flew}— | 50%
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| C | You have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and {swung} | 50%
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