| Often I must strive with wind and wave, and battle them both when under the sea. I feel out the bottom, a foreign land; in lying still I am strong in the strife. If I fail in that they are stronger than I, and wrenching me loose, soon puts me to sea. They wish to capture what I must keep, but I can master them both if my grip holds out; if the rocks bring succor and lend me support and strength in the struggle. What am I? |
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| What is represented in this?
Madam: A |
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| Why is K like a sunrise? Why is L like a warm furnace? Why is M a favorite with miners? Why is N like a pig? Why is O the only of five vowels that you can hear? |
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| I came long ago, from icy realms far; I may have seen the newborn Superstar. Giants reached out to grab me, as they say; I turned aside, and there my pathway lay. England’s King, in me a dark omen saw; A pope banished me for my sins, ’tis said; |
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