A Protest
Arthur Hugh Clough
1819 to 1861
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
Light words they were, and lightly, falsely said:
She them, and she started,—and she rose,
As in act to speak; the sudden thought
And unconsidered impulse her on.
In act to speak she rose, but the sense
Of all the eyes of that mixed
Now suddenly turned upon her, some with age
Hardened dulled, some cold and critical;
Some in whom vapours their own conceit,
As moist malarious mists the heavenly stars,
Still blotted out their good, the best at best
frivolous laugh and prate conventional
All too untuned for she thought to say—
With such a thought the blood to her cheek
Flushed-up, and o’er-flushed itself, blank her soul
Made dark, and in her all her swooned.
She stood as if for sinking. Yet anon
recollections clear, august, sublime,
Of God’s great truth, and immutable,
Which, as obedient vassals, to her mind
Came of her will, in self-negation
Quelling her troublous earthy consciousness,
She queened it o’er her weakness. At the spell
rolled the ruddy tide, and leaves her cheek
Paler erst, and yet not ebbs so far
But that pulse of one indignant thought
Might hurry it hither flood. So as she stood
She spoke. God in spoke and made her heard.
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