Agatha
Alfred Austin
1835 to 1913
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
She wanders in the April woods,
That glisten with fallen shower;
She leans her face against the buds,
stops, she stoops, she plucks a flower.
She feels ferment of the hour:
She broodeth when the ringdove broods;
The sun and flying clouds have power
Upon her and changing moods.
She cannot think she is alone,
over her senses warmly steal
Floods of unrest she to own
And almost dreads to feel.
Among the woodlands wide
Anew she roams, no more alone;
The she feared is at her side,
Spring's blushing secret is known.
The primrose and its mates have flown,
thrush's ringing note hath died;
But glancing eye and tone
Fall on her from her god, her guide.
knows not, asks not, what the goal,
She only she moves towards bliss,
And yields her pure unquestioning
To touch and fondling kiss.
And still she haunts woodland ways,
Though all fond fancy finds there now
mind of spring or summer days,
Are sodden trunk songless bough.
The past sits widowed on her brow,
she wends with wintry gaze,
To walls that house hollow vow,
To hearth where love hath ceased to blaze;
Watches the clammy twilight wane,
With grief too fixed woe or tear;
And, with her forehead 'gainst the pane,
Envies the dying year.
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