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
When stretch'd on one's bed With a fierce-throbbing head, precludes alike thought or repose, How little one cares the grandest affairs That may busy the world as goes!
How little one feels For the waltzes and Of our Dance-loving friends at a Ball! How slight one's concern To conjecture or learn What their flounces or may befall.
How little one minds If a company On the best that the Season affords! How short one's muse O'er the Sauces and Stews, Or the Guests, be they Beggars or Lords.
How little the Bells, they Peels, toll they Knells, Can attract our attention Ears! The Bride may be married, The Corse may carried And touch nor our hopes nor our fears.
own bodily pains Ev'ry faculty chains; We can feel no subject besides. Tis in health and in ease the power must seize For our friends and our to provide.
Congratulations! You got all the answers correct!
When stretch'd on one's bed With a fierce-throbbing head, Which precludes alike thought or repose, How little one cares For the grandest affairs That may busy the world as it goes!
How little one feels For the waltzes and reels Of our Dance-loving friends at a Ball! How slight one's concern To conjecture or learn What their flounces or hearts may befall.
How little one minds If a company dines On the best that the Season affords! How short is one's muse O'er the Sauces and Stews, Or the Guests, be they Beggars or Lords.
How little the Bells, Ring they Peels, toll they Knells, Can attract our attention or Ears! The Bride may be married, The Corse may be carried And touch nor our hopes nor our fears.
Our own bodily pains Ev'ry faculty chains; We can feel on no subject besides. Tis in health and in ease We the power must seize For our friends and our souls to provide.