Choose the poem that uses iambic meter.Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads,Great, hollow, bell-like flowers,Rumbling in the wind,Stretching clappers to strike our ears.The sun that brief December dayRose cheerless over hills of gray,And, darkly circled, gave at noonA sadder light than waning moon.

Choose the poem that uses iambic meter.Oh, did you hear those bells ring out,The bells ring out, the people shout,And did you hear that cheer on cheerThat over all the bells rang clear?I had come to the house, in a cave of trees,Facing a sheer sky.Everything moved,—a bell hung ready to strike,Sun and reflection wheeled by.

Choose the poem that uses iambic meter.The moon hung above us like a golden mango,And the moist air clung to our faces,Warm and fragrant as the open mouth of a childAnd we watched the out-flung sea.No title high my father bore;The tenant of thy farm,He left me what I value more:Clean heart, clear brain, strong arm.

Choose the poem that uses iambic meter.Through the blue water of nightRises the white bubble of silence—Rises,And breaks.With quiet step and gentle face,With tattered cloak, and empty hands,She came into the market place,A traveller from many lands.

Choose the poem that uses iambic meter.The twilight hours, like birds, flew by,As lightly and as free,Ten thousand stars were in the sky,Ten thousand on the sea;Lives of great men all remind usWe can make our lives sublime,And, departing, leave behind usFootprints on the sands of time.

Choose the poem that uses iambic meter.I have taken scales from offThe cheeks of the moon.I have made fins from bluejays' wings,I have made eyes from damsons in the shadow.The night was dark and fearful,The blast swept wailing by;A watcher, pale and tearful,Looked forth with anxious eye.