A Paradise Lost Malapropism

As with all malapropism games, first you need to come up with words based on the part of speech I give you. Don’t look at the text until afterwards. 😉

Note that this is the first time I’m trying to put the malapropism in the body of the post, so let me know if it prints weirdly or how it compares to the old ones.

Part I: Pick a Word

1. _____________________ – Noun

2. _____________________ – Verb ending in “-ed”

3. _____________________ – Noun

4. _____________________ – Place (Proper Noun)

5. _____________________ – Place (Proper Noun)

6. _____________________ – Adverb

7. _____________________ – Adjective

8. _____________________ – Adjective

9. _____________________ – Noun

10. _____________________ – Verb (in its unconjugated form)

Part II: Write the Words in the Blank & Read the Results

Receive thy new (1) _____________________ — one who brings

A mind not to be (2) _____________________ by place or time.

The mind is its own (3) _____________________, and in itself

Can make a (4) _____________________ of (5) _____________________, a (5) _____________________ of (4) _____________________.

What matter where, if I be still the same,

And what I should be, all but (6) _____________________ than he

Whom thunder hath made (7) _____________________? Here at least

We shall be (8) _____________________; th’ Almighty hath not built

Here for his (9) _____________________, will not drive us hence:

Here we may (10) _____________________ secure; and, in my choice,

To (10) _____________________ is worth ambition, though in (5) _____________________:

Better to (10) _____________________ in (5) _____________________ than serve in (4) _____________________.

The Original

For anyone curious about the original text, here you go!

Farewell, happy fields,
Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail,
Infernal world! and thou, profoundest Hell,
Receive thy new possessor—one who brings
A mind not to be changed by place or time.
The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
What matter where, if I be still the same,
And what I should be, all but less than he
Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least
We shall be free; th’ Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy, will not drive us hence:
Here we may reign secure; and, in my choice,
To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.

Paradise Lost by John Milton