Thou whom chance may hither lead
Robert Burns
1759 to 1796
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
Thou whom chance may hither lead,
Be thou clad russet weed,
Be thou deck'd in silken stole,
Grave maxims on thy soul.
Life is but a day most,
Sprung from night, in darkness lost;
Day, how in its flight--
Day, how few must see the night;
Hope not sunshine every hour,
Fear not clouds will lower.
Happiness is but a name,
Make content and thy aim.
Ambition is a meteor gleam;
Fame, a idle dream:
Pleasures, insects on the wing
Round Peace, tenderest flower of Spring;
Those that sip the dew alone,
Make the butterflies thy own;
Those that would the devour,
Crush the locusts--save the flower.
For the future prepar'd,
Guard wherever thou canst guard;
But, thy utmost done,
Welcome what thou canst not shun.
Follies past, thou to air,
Make their consequence thy care:
Keep name of man in mind,
And dishonour not thy kind.
Reverence with lowly heart
Him whose wondrous work thou art;
Keep His goodness still in view,
Thy trust--and thy example, too.
Stranger, go! Heaven be thy guide!
Quod the on Nithside.
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