Misconceptions
Robert Browning
1812 to 1889
Track 1
Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Oh, what a hope beyond measure
Love to be saved for it, proffered to, spent on!
Was the poor spray's, which the flying feet hung to,—
This is a spray the bird clung to,
Meet for love's regal dalmatic.
Ere the high tree-top she sprung to,
Fit for her nest and her treasure.
Ere the true bosom she bent on,
Was the poor heart's, ere the wanderer went on—
This is a heart the Queen leant on,
Oh, what a fancy ecstatic
Making it blossom with pleasure,
So to be singled out, built in, and sung to!
Thrilled in a minute erratic,