The pronouns and possessive determiners have been removed from this poem. Work out which one you think fits best in each gap.
Last night did not fight for sleep
But lay awake from midnight while the world
Turned its slow features to the moving deep
Of darkness, till knew that were furled,
Beloved, in the same dark watch as .
And sixty degrees of longitude beside
Vanished as though a swan in ecstasy
Had spanned the distance from sleeping side.
And like to swan or moon the whole of Wales
Glided within the parish of my care:
saw the green tide leap on Cardigan,
red yacht riding like a legend there,
And the great mountains, Dafydd and Llewelyn,
Plynlimmon, Cader Idris and Eryri
Threshing the darkness back from head and fin,
And also the small nameless mining valley
Whose slopes are scratched with streets and sprawling graves
Dark in the lap of firwoods and great boulders
Where lay waiting, listening to the waves –
hot hands touched white despondent shoulders
– And then ten thousand miles of daylight grew
Between , and heard the wild daws crake
In India’s starving throat; whereat knew
That Time upon the heart can break
But love survives the venom of the snake.