pronunciation poem "When I have fears..."

When I have fears that I may cease to be 

Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, 

Before high-piled books, in charactery, 

Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain; 

When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, 

Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, 

And think that I may never live to trace 

Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; 

And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, 

That I shall never look upon thee more, 

Never have relish in the faery power 

Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore 

Of the wide world I stand alone, and think 

Till love and fame to nothingness do sink. 

A. blythe

B. blend

C. bless

D. bleed

E. bliss****

A. college

B. rapage ****

C. voyage

D. savage

E. manage