To celebrate National Poetry Day, we've put together a poetry quiz.
Match the lines, to the poem, to the poet!
The Bridegroom's doors are opened wide,
And I am next of kin;
The guests are met, the feast is set:
May'st hear the merry din.'
The rain set early in to-night,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
And did its worst to vex the lake:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth's the right place for love:
I don't know where it's likely to go better.
Sun, rain, curving sky
Mountain, oceans, leaf and stone
Star shine, moon glow
You're all that I can call my own.
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Like shut-eyed half-submerged Nile bulls
The buildings tremble with breath.
Currants and gooseberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
My heart forgets,
While pityless the tempest wild
Sore on you beats.
Each year I hoped they'd keep, knew they would not.
And one day
Side by side
In big wicker baskets
Walking through the market
To realize their dream
He drowsed and was aware of silence heaped
Round him, unshaken as the steadfast walls;
Aqueous like floating rays of amber light,
Soaring and quivering in the wings of sleep.
She came from a long, long way,
but I saw her at last, walking,
my daughter, my girl, across the fields,
But all the clocks in the city
Began to whirr and chime:
“O let not Time deceive you,
You cannot conquer Time.
And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me – filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
All poems taken from:
The Death Bed
Crossing the Bar
As I Walked out one Evening
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Ode to the Artichoke
A Winter Night
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Edgar Allan Poe
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Carol Ann Duffy