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 T h e   T o p   3 0   O H R R P G C E   G a m e s   # 7_

This tradition will continue, at least as long as it's fun.

Explanation of 'months on the top30': this refers to consecutive issues: If a game fall off the list, it starts back at 1 month if it gets back on the list. Voting for next issue will be held sometime in September, on the main Ohrrpgce message board at Zantetsuken.com, and last for about 15 days.
 

* Number that are new to  this issue (grey numbers indicate): 7

* Number that have been in every single issue since Issue # 1 (white numbers indicate): 10

* NOTE: I started using literary adaptations and quotes for the comments to each game. See how many you can recognize, answers at the bottom.

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 1
167 points
7 months
 
Wingedmene: Part One

One to be born
From a Griffin
Hoisting the light
And the dark
Arises high up
In the sky 
To the still land.

     
 2
155 points
7 months
 
Fantasy Under a Blue Moon X:
Lunar Shockwave

Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)— 
Though some savants make earth include the sky; 
And blue so far above us comes so high, 
It only gives our wish for blue a whet. 

     
3
151 points
7 months
 
Wandering Hamster

They rightly do inherit heaven's graces
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others but stewards of their excellence.

     
4
115 points
7 months
 
Memoria

ADear son of Memory, great heir of Fame,
What need'st thou such weak witness of they name?
Thou in our wonder and astonishment
Has buit thyself a livelong monument.

     
5
104 points
4 months
 
Arfenhouse!!!1 #!!!!1

Pray thee, take care; that tak'st my book in hand,
To read it well: that is, to understand.

     
6
101 points
7 months
 
Origin

Curious, I halt, and silent stand;
Then with light fingers I from the face of the nearest, the first,
 just lift the blanket:
Who are you, elderly man so gaunt and grim, with well-grey'd hair,
and flesh all sunken about the eyes?
Who are you, my dear comrade?

     
7
91 points
7 months
 
Lolsidothaldremobine

I am a slave, both dumb and blind,
Upon a journey dread;
The iron hills lie far behind,
The seas of mist ahead.

     
8
86 points
7 months
 
Ends of the Earth 2

Whene'er I wander, at the fall of night,
 Where woven boughs shut out the moon's bright ray,
Should sad Despondency my musings fright,
 And frown, to drive fair Cheerfulness away,
  Peep with the moonbeams through the leafy roof,
And keep that fiend Despondence far aloof!

     
9
74 points
7 months
 
Monterey Penguin

RID of the world's injustice, and his pain,
He rests at last beneath God's veil of blue:
Taken from life when life and love were new
The youngest of the martyrs here is lain,
Fair as Sebastian, and as early slain.

     
10
65 points
2 months
 
I made Dis

These dull notes we sing
Discords need for helps to grace them;
Only beauty purely loving
Knows no discord.

     
11
59 points
1 month
 
Paranoia Star / Heretic

I am a lonely being, scarred by swords
Wounded by iron, sated with battle-deeds,
Wearied by blades.

     
11
59 points
1 month
 
Final Fantasy: Origins

When, duller than our dulness,
The busy darling lay,
So busy was she, finishing,
So leisurely were we!

     
13
56 points
2 months
 
Evildead: Timeline

Night, welcome art thou to my mind distressed,
Dark, heavy, sad, yet not more sad than I;
Never could'st thou find fitter company
For thine own humor than I thus oprest.

     
14
52 points
2 months
 
The Last Job

Success is counted sweetest
By those who never succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.

     
15
49 points
1 month
 
Ecopia

Dim vales- and shadowy floods-
 And cloudy-looking woods,
 Whose forms we can't discover
 For the tears that drip all over!

     
16
47 points
3 months
 
Walthros

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 
Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?
Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?
Or Love in a golden bowl? 


 
     
17
45 points
3 months
 
The Adventure of
Powerstick Man

How heavy do I journey on the way,
When what I seek, my weary travel's end,
Doth teach that ease and that repose to say
  'Thus far the miles are measured from thy friend!'

     
18
39 points
3 months
 
Scary Game

Some men a forward motion love,
But I by backward steps would move;
And when this dust falls to the urn,
In that state I came, return. 

     
19
38 points
6 months
 
And& (Lv. 99)

Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one ball,
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Through the iron gates of life.

     
19
38 points
7 months
 
Ergintandal 1/5

From there, they fly,
now here, now there
and eat beeswax
and accomplish everything.

     
21
36 points
3 months
 
SHEEP RANCHER

A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold.

     
22
35 points
1 month
 
Tilde and the Mask of :P

Night shadows darkened, snow came from the north,
Frost bound the earth and hail fell on the ground,
Coldest of corns.

     
23
33 points
1 month
 
Dimensions III

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,
 The earth, and every common sight,
To me did seem
 Apparelled in celestial light,
 The glory and the freshness of a dream.

     
24
31 points
7 months
 
Ends of the Earth

One from the ends of the earth -- gifts at an open door --
Treason has much, but we, Mother, thy sons have more!
From the whine of a dying man, from the snarl of a wolf-pack freed,
Turn, and the world is thine.  Mother, be proud of thy seed!

     
25
30 points
4 months
 
Time Flies

Is this thy ploy,
To spin a web out of thyself
To catch a fly?
For why?

     
25
30 points
1 month
 
Aquarius

To gaze at a river made of time and water
And remember Time is another river.
To know we stray like a river
and our faces vanish like water.

     
27
27 points
2 months
 
Scary Game 2

The only ghost I ever saw
Was dressed in mechlin, --so;
He wore no sandal on his foot,
And stepped like flakes of snow.

     
27
27 points
2 months
 
Babel

Oh! Weep for those that wept by Babel's stream, 
Whose shrines are desolate, whose land a dream, 
Weep for the harp of Judah's broken shell-- 
Mourn -- where their God that dwelt--the Godless dwell! 

     
29
25 points
1 month
 
Help Wanted

Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt,
Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt!

     
30
24 points
2 months
 
Neke: Woman of Mystery

My dress is silent when I tread the ground
Or stay at home or stir upon the waters.


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Notes on Comments


1. Adapted from the Legend on Cecil's sword in Final Fantasy 4.
2. From Robert Frost (1874-1963), Fragmentary Blue.
3. From William Shakespeare (1564-1616),  Sonnet 94.
4. From John Milton (1608-1674), On Shakespeare
5. From Ben Jonson (1572-1637), To the Reader.
6. From Walt Whitman (1819-1892), A Sight in Camp.
7. From William Campbell (1858?-1918), The Blind Caravan.
8. From John Keats (1795-1821), To Hope.
9. From Oscar Wilde (1854-1900), The Grave of Keats.
10. From Thomas Campion (1567-1620), Rose-cheeked Laura.
11a. From anonymous Old English riddle, opening lines, Exeter Book.
11b. From Emily Dickenson (1830-1886), Her final summer was it.
13. From Mary Wroth (~1587-1651), Pamphilia to Amphilanthus.
14. From Emily Dickenson (1830-1886), Poem 67.
15. From Edgar Allen Poe (1809-1849), Fairy Land.
16. From William Blake (1757-1827), The Book of Thel.
17. From William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Sonnet 50.
18. From Henry Vaughan (1621-1695), The Retreat.
19a. From Andrew Marvell (1621-1678), To His Coy Mistress.
19b. From author unknown (perhaps Homer), The Homeric Hymns, translated from the Greek by Charles Boer.
21. From Christoper Marlowe (1564-1593), The Passionate Shepherd to His Love.
22. From anonymous Old English poem, The Seafarer, Exeter Book.
23. From William Wordsworth (1770-1850), Ode On Intimations of Immortality.
24. From Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936), The Song of The Sons.
25. From Edward Taylor (1642-1729), Upon a Spider Catching a Fly.
26. From Jorge Luis Borges (1899 -1986), The Art of Poetry.
27a. From Emily Dickenson (1830-1886), The Only Ghost I Ever Saw.
27b. From George Gordon, Lord Byron  (1788-1824), Oh! Weep for Those.
29. From Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936), "Cleared".
30. From anonymous Old English riddle, opening lines, Exeter Book.


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