Wedding Morn

D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence portrait

11 September 1885 to 2 March 1930 (~45)

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Track 1

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 (when available)
  • 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

Winning

When you fill all the blanks correctly and submit your answers, you'll see a congratulations message! 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 (when available)
  • 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

The morning breaks like a pomegranate
In a shining of red,
Ah, when to-morrow the dawn comes late
across the bed,
It will find me watching at marriage gate
And waiting while light is shed
On who is sleeping satiate,
With a sunk, abandoned head.

when the dawn comes creeping in,
Cautiously I shall
Myself to watch the morning win
My first of days,
As it shows him sleeping a sleep he got
me, as under my gaze,
He grows distinct, and see his hot
Face freed of the wavering blaze.

I shall know which image of God
My man made toward,
And I shall know my bitter rod
my rich reward.
And I shall know the stamp worth
Of the coin I’ve accepted as mine,
Shall an image of heaven or of earth
On his metal shine.

Yea and I long to see him
In my power utterly,
I long to know what have to keep,
I long to see
My love, spinning coin, laid still
And plain at the side me,
For me to count—for I know he will
enrichen me.

And then he will be mine, he lie
In my power utterly,
Opening his value plain my eye
He will sleep of me.
He will negligent, resign
His all to me, and I
Shall the dawn light up for me
This sleeping wealth mine.

And I shall watch the wan light shine
his sleep that is filled of me,
On his where the wisps of fond hair twine
So truthfully,
his lips where the light breaths come and go
Naïve and winsomely,
On his limbs that I shall weep know
Lie under my mastery.

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Wedding Morn

D. H. Lawrence (11 September 1885 - 2 March 1930 ~45)

The morning breaks like a pomegranate
In a shining crack of red,
Ah, when to-morrow the dawn comes late
Whitening across the bed,
It will find me watching at the marriage gate
And waiting while light is shed
On him who is sleeping satiate,
With a sunk, abandoned head.

And when the dawn comes creeping in,
Cautiously I shall raise
Myself to watch the morning win
My first of days,
As it shows him sleeping a sleep he got
Of me, as under my gaze,
He grows distinct, and I see his hot
Face freed of the wavering blaze.

Then I shall know which image of God
My man is made toward,
And I shall know my bitter rod
Or my rich reward.
And I shall know the stamp and worth
Of the coin I’ve accepted as mine,
Shall see an image of heaven or of earth
On his minted metal shine.

Yea and I long to see him sleep
In my power utterly,
I long to know what I have to keep,
I long to see
My love, that spinning coin, laid still
And plain at the side of me,
For me to count—for I know he will
Greatly enrichen me.

And then he will be mine, he will lie
In my power utterly,
Opening his value plain to my eye
He will sleep of me.
He will lie negligent, resign
His all to me, and I
Shall watch the dawn light up for me
This sleeping wealth of mine.

And I shall watch the wan light shine
On his sleep that is filled of me,
On his brow where the wisps of fond hair twine
So truthfully,
On his lips where the light breaths come and go
Naïve and winsomely,
On his limbs that I shall weep to know
Lie under my mastery.

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This site has been a retirement project in musical poetry: poems chosen with care and set to music, offered freely for as long as it felt right to keep the garden open.

The work no longer holds the place it once did in my life. I have gone as far with it as I wish to go. Like a sand mandala, it was made to be completed and then released. I am not attached to its permanence, and I do not believe any of it needs to last beyond the time it was given. The poems were already here before I arrived and began to experiment with them. They will still be here when these musical experiments, and indeed myself, have been swept away, like the sand of a mandala. Nothing has been lost.

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