| Answer | % Correct |
|---|---|
| With Dwarf and Hobbit, {Elves} and Men, | 80%
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| Before the {dawn} he went away | 70%
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| From {Northern} waste to Southern hill, | 70%
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| On {journey} long without a word. | 70%
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| When evening in the {Shire} was grey | 70%
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| A deadly sword, a {healing} hand, | 60%
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| Came falling like a {rain} of flowers. | 60%
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| His {staff} was broken on the stone, | 60%
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| Swift in {anger}, quick to laugh; | 60%
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| A back that bent beneath its {load}; | 50%
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| He stood upon the {bridge} alone | 50%
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| His {footsteps} on the Hill were heard; | 50%
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| The finest {rockets} ever seen: | 50%
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| Through {dragon}-lair and hidden door | 50%
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| A lord of {wisdom} throned he sat, | 40%
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| And Fire and Shadow both {defied}; | 40%
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| An old man in a {battered} hat | 40%
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| With {bird} on bough and beast in den, | 40%
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| And darkling {woods} he walked at will. | 30%
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| A weary {pilgrim} on the road. | 30%
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| From {Wilderland} to Western shore, | 30%
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| His {Khazad-dum} his wisdom died. | 30%
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| Or after thunder {golden} showers | 30%
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| They burst in {stars} of blue and green, | 30%
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| Who leaned upon a {thorny} staff. | 30%
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| With mortal and immortal {folk} | 30%
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| A {trumpet}-voice, a burning brand | 20%
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| In their own secret {tongues} he spoke. | 20%
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