Q2M1 IMAGERY IN POETRY
Quiz by Bravo Army (Lennon Hattori)
Grade 9
English
Philippines Curriculum: Grades K-10 (MELC)
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- Q1And like a ghost, she glimmers on to me. Now lies the Earth all Danaë to the stars, And all thy heart lies open unto me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me ("Summer Night" – Alfred Tennyson)GustatoryVisualTactileAuditory45sEN9RC-IVa-2.18
- Q2The winter evening settles down With smells of steaks in passageways Six o’ clock. The burnt- out ends of smoky days…. The morning comes to consciousness Of faint stale smells of beer. ("Prelude" – T.S. Eliot)GustatoryAuditoryVisualOlfactory45s
- Q3The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves; Where we heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. ("Kubla Khan" – S.T. Coleridge)TactileAuditoryGustatoryOlfactory45s
- Q4They silently inhale the clover-scented gale, And the vapors that arise From the well-watered and smoking soil ("Rain In Summer" – H.W. Longfellow)VisualAuditoryGustatoryOlfactory45s
- Q5When glided in Porphyria; straight She shut the cold out and the storm, And kneeled and made the cheerless grate Blaze up, and all the cottage warm ("Prophyria’s Lover" – Robert Browning)VisualTactileOlfactoryGustatory45s
- Q6O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night, Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear ("Romeo and Juliet" –W. Shakespeare)AuditoryOlfactoryGustatoryVisual45s
- Q7Tender like a night in June, Sweeter than a honeymoon, Brighter than a silver spoon, Just as crazy as a loon. Softer than a lullaby, Deeper than the midnight sky, Soulful as a baby’s cry, My sweet potato pie. ("Sweet Potato Pie" – James Taylor)GustatoryOlfactoryTactileVisual45s
- Q8They silently inhale the clover-scented gale, And the vapors that arise From the well-watered and smoking soil (“Rain in Summer,” H.W. Longfellow)GustatoryTactileAuditoryOlfactory45s