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🎯 Find every hidden word, then fill the blanks in the quote.
4 words · 9×9 grid · across, down, diagonal — and some run backwards
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The quote
And oft, ______ wisdom wake, _________ sleeps At wisdom's gate, and to simplicity _______ her charge, while ________ thinks no ill Where no ill seems.
— John Milton
Words to find
THOUGH
SUSPICION
RESIGNS
GOODNESS
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📜 DAILY SCRIPTUREMonday, October 19, 2026
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
— Romans 8:28 (KJV)
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☑ MINI CROSSWORDMonday, October 19, 2026
🎯 Fill every white square — across and down.
5 across · 5 down · art, quotes & literary history
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Across
1Move smoothly, like a river
5Nonsense, informally
6Bird that quoth "Nevermore" in a Poe poem
7Sluggish; unable to move
8Gumbo vegetable
Down
1Diary-keeping Anne of literature
2Organ that filters blood
3Dramatic work set to music
4Traveled somewhere
5Group of three musicians
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📚 ANAGRAM LADDERMonday, October 19, 2026
🎯 Unscramble the 5 missing words and put the quote back together.
5 words · every letter you need is in the boxes above its line
Start here — blank 1
ATHT
The quote
Hard-handed men, 1ATHT2WOKR in 3AEHNTS4EEHR5WHCIH never labour’d in their minds till now.
— William Shakespeare
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🌿 DAILY POEMMonday, October 19, 2026
In Hilly-Wood
How sweet to be thus nestling deep in boughs,
Upon an ashen stoven pillowing me;
Faintly are heard the ploughmen at their ploughs,
But not an eye can find its way to see.
The sunbeams scarce molest me with a smile,
So thickly the leafy armies gather round;
And where they do, the breeze blows cool the while,
Their leafy shadows dancing on the ground.
Full many a flower, too, wishing to be seen,
Perks up its head the hiding grass between,--
In mid-wood silence, thus, how sweet to be;
Where all the noises, that on peace intrude,
Come from the chittering cricket, bird, and bee,
Whose songs have charms to sweeten solitude.
— John Clare
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🧩 DAILY LOGIC PUZZLEMonday, October 19, 2026
Today's Logic Puzzle
The morning mystery — read the clues, fill the grid, name the culprit.