How well do you know your Baltimore monuments?

It's the monument season in the Monumental City. An expanded citywide Adopt-A-Monument program is under way that allows people to "adopt" bronze monuments by helping to pay for their continued maintenance. Also this spring, Mount Vernon Place is the site of "Monument to Collective Effort" -- a Maryland Institute College of Art project paying homage to the Washington Monument.

Citywide, about 160 monuments reside in grassy or worn medians, public parks, historic districts, high school and college campuses. Shrines honor everyone from African-American soldiers, Union and (more) Confederate soldiers and World War II veterans to individuals such as Billie Holiday, Frederick Douglass, Edgar Allan Poe and a rose expert named John Cook.

Earlier in April, The Sun asked readers to follow poetic clues to 10 of Baltimore's more notable public monuments. The answers are mapped out below. If you didn't get a chance to take the quiz, the clues are repeated underneath the map.

And no matter how you did, it's not too late to improve your monument IQ. Monument gazing is a great way to rediscover the Monumental City.

Happy hunting.

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Here I stand... A mystery soldier With cannonballs at my feet Sherlock I'm not. I guard North Avenue But fought South of the Border I'm still with the fast crowd. Who am I?	Here I stand... Sword drawn toward The shimmering pretend sea My heart remains brave. You might need Columbus to find me Or a strong nose leading you To creatures great and small. Who am I?
Here I stand... Objectified and conflicted With my metal dual heart While at the station Real people with real hearts Go north and south As I go nowhere fast. Who am I?	Here I stand... A glaring golden lady While at my shore A boatman works the oars. Nearby temple chimes on the hour But not in rhyme Or national song What a perilous night! A night of fiery verse As we all found our voice. Who am I?
Here I stand... Towering above my country I'm a lottery winner Built from humble county marble I drip with December lights And claim I was the First Who am I?	Here I stand... Once part of City Life I'm now atop state history Forever listening with my checkerboard face. Unmuzzled and puzzled Years ago I left my trademark And have nothing left to hear or prove. Who am I?
Here I stand... Gated off From Eastern rowhouses and Fly balls. I don't mind all the dogs (I'm a horse man myself) 13 is my lucky number. With the fast crowd Who am I?	Here I stand... Tall along a walking tour A laurel wreath in my feminine hand As Gina keeps her hungry eye on me. I have seen so much old war I see too much new war - In important houses on either side. Who am I?
Here I stand... Among many muses Oh say was I misunderstood! And banned to this corner. Me, alone, playing my five string Me, the ancient rock star With time buried at my awkward feet Who am I?	Here I stand... By the clock tower And the shrine of the Perpetual Upset Stomach -- Its view now obstructed. Me, by the larger-than-life jersey number And my maker not knowing my right from left! Leaving me an error. Who am I?

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