Aire and Angels
John Donne
1572 to 1631
How to Play Cloze Games
A cloze game is a reading comprehension activity where certain words are removed from a text and you need to fill in the blanks with the correct words. This helps improve vocabulary, reading comprehension, and understanding of context.
Type In Mode
In this mode, you can:
- Type your answers directly into the blank spaces
- Get instant feedback as you type - correct answers show green, incorrect show red
- Use the keyboard for faster input and navigation
- Submit answers to check your overall progress
Drag & Drop Mode
Switch to Drag & Drop mode to:
- Drag words from the word bank and drop them into blank spaces
- Click on words in the bank to automatically fill blanks
- Click on blanks to select or clear them
Game Features
- Word Skip Selector: Choose how frequently words are removed (every 4th, 5th, 6th word, etc.)
- Progress Bar: Shows your completion percentage
- Color Feedback: Green for correct answers, red for incorrect ones
- Audio Player: Listen to the musical arrangement while you play
- Show Missing Words: View all the correct answers if you need help
- Reset Game: Start over with the same poem
- New Game: Get a different random poem
- Print Poem: Print the poem with blanks for offline practice
Winning
When you fill all the blanks correctly, you'll see a congratulations message and confetti animation! The progress bar will show 100% completion.
Tips
- Read the entire poem first to understand the context
- Look for grammatical clues (verb tense, articles, etc.)
- Use the audio player to hear the rhythm and flow
- Start with easier word skip settings (like every 8th word) and work your way up
- Don't be afraid to use "Show Missing Words" if you get stuck!
- Try both Type In and Drag & Drop modes to see which you prefer
Missing Words
Twice or thrice had I loved thee,
Before I thy face or name;
So in a voice, so a shapelesse flame,
Angells affect us oft, and worship'd bee;
Still when, to where thou wert, I came,
lovely glorious nothing I did see.
But since my soule, whose child love is,
Takes limmes of flesh, and could nothing doe,
More subtile then the parent is,
must not be, but take a body too,
therefore what thou wert, and who,
I bid Love aske, and now
That it assume thy body, I allow,
fixe it selfe in thy lip, eye, and brow.
thus to ballast love, I thought,
And so steddily to have gone,
With wares which would sinke admiration,
I saw, I had loves pinnace overfraught,
Ev'ry thy for love to worke upon
Is much too much, fitter must be sought;
For, nor in nothing, in things
Extreme, and scatt'ring bright, can love inhere;
as an Angell, face, and wings
Of aire, not as it, yet pure doth weare,
So thy love be my loves spheare;
Just such disparitie
As twixt Aire and Angells puritie,
'Twixt womens love, and will ever bee.
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