Statistics for Lighthouse Monologue Recital

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Answer	% Correct
Bellow, bid our father, the sea king, rise from the depths, full foul in his fury	100%
black waves teeming with salt-foam, to smother this young mouth with pungent slime	100%
Hark Hark Triton Hark	100%
Let Neptune strike ye dead Winslow	100%
to choke ye, engorging your organs till ye turn blue and bloated with bilge and brine and can scream no more	100%
a nothing for the Harpies and the souls of dead sailors to peck and claw and feed upon	50%
only when he, crowned in cockle shells with slithering tentacled tail and steaming beard	50%
take up his fell, be-finnèd arm — his coral-tined trident screeches banshee-like in the tempest and plunges right through yer gullet,	50%
bursting ye, a bulging bladder no more, but a blasted bloody film now	0%
forgotten even to the sea… for any stuff or part of Winslow, even any scantling of your soul, is Winslow no more, but is now itself the sea	0%
forgotten to any man, to any time, forgotten to any god or devil	0%
only to be lapped up and swallowed by the infinite waters of the dread emperor himself	0%