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Riddle 1
You eat something you neither plant nor plow.
It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.

Riddle 2
A serpent swam in a silver urn.
A golden bird did in its mouth abide.
The serpent drank the water, this in turn Killed the serpent.
Then the gold bird died.

Riddle 3
Teacher, open thy book.

Riddle 4
My tines are long.
My tines are short.
My tines end ere.
My first report.

Riddle 5
Turn us on our backs.
And open up our stomachs.
You will be the wisest of men.
Though at start a lummox.

Riddle 6
The hungry dog howls for crust of bread.
His cry goes unheard It's far overhead.

Riddle 7
Bury deep, Pile on stones,
Yet I will. Dig up the bones.

Riddle 8
A cloth poorly dyed
And an early morning sky
How are they the same?

Riddle 9
It occurs once in every minute
Twice in every moment
And yet never in one hundred thousand years.

Riddle 10
My first wears my second; my third might be
What my first would acquire if he went to the sea.
Put together my one, two, three
And the belle of New York is the girl for me.

Riddle 11
Never ahead, ever behind,
Yet flying swiftly past;
For a child I last forever,
For adults I'm gone too fast.

Riddle 12
Two horses, swiftest travelling,
Harnessed in a pair, and
Grazing ever in places
Distant from them.

Riddle 13
It can be said:
To be gold is to be good;
To be stone is to be nothing;
To be glass is to be fragile;
To be cold is to be cruel.
Unmetaphored, what am I?

Riddle 14
Round she is, yet flat as a board
Altar of the Lupine Lords.
Jewel on black velvet, pearl in the sea
Unchanged but e'erchanging, eternally.

Riddle 15
Twice four and twenty blackbirds
sitting in the rain
I shot and killed a quarter of them
How many do remain?

Riddle 16
first will be last
last will be first
and all in between will also be cursed
open the door and the thing will be there
so be carefull and beware!

Riddle 17
It has a golden head
It has a golden tail
but it hasn't got a body.

Riddle 18
Speak, friend, and enter!

Riddle 19
A leathery snake,
With a stinging bite,
I'll stay coiled up,
Unless I must fight.
Riddle 20
There is not wind enough to twirl
That one red leaf, nearest of its clan,
Which dances as often as dance it can.

Riddle 21
Half-way up the hill, I see thee at last
Lying beneath me with thy sounds and sights --
A city in the twilight, gleaming and vast,
With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.

Riddle 22
I am, in truth, a yellow fork
From tables in the sky
By inadventant fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed,
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.

Riddle 23
Many-maned scud-thumper,
Maker of worn wood,
Shrub-ruster,
Sky-mocker,
Rave!
Portly pusher,
Wind-slave.

Riddle 24
Make me thy lyre, even as the forests are.
What if my leaves fell like its own --
The tumult of thy mighty harmonies
Will take from both a deep autumnal tone.

Riddle 25
This darksome burn, horseback brown,
His rollock highroad roaring down,
In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam
Flutes and low to the body falls home.

Riddle 26
I've measured it from side to side,
'Tis three feet long and two feet wide.

It is of compass small, and bare
To thirsty suns and parching air.

Riddle 27
My love, when I gaze on thy beautiful face,
Careering along, yet always in place,
The thought has often come into my mind
If I ever shall see thy glorious behind.

Riddle 28
Then all thy feculent majesty recalls
The nauseuous mustiness of forsaken bowers,
The leprous nudity of deserted halls --
The positive nastiness of sullied flowers.
And I mark the colours, yellow and black,
The fresco thy lithe, dictatorial thighs.

Riddle 29
What has roots as nobody sees,
Is taller than trees,
Up, up it goes,
And yet never grows?

Riddle 30
Thirty white horses on a red hill,
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still.

Riddle 31
Voiceless it cries,
Wingless it flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.

Riddle 32
An eye in a blue face
Saw an eye in a green face.
"That eye is like to this eye"
Said the first eye,
"But in low place,
Not in high place."

Riddle 33
It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.

Riddle 34
A box without hinges, key, or lid,
Yet golden treasure inside is hid.

Riddle 35
Alive without breath,
As cold as death;
Never thirsty, ever drinking,
All in mail never clinking.

Riddle 36
This thing all things devours:
Birds, beast,trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.

Riddle 37
You feel it, but never see it and never will.

Riddle 38
You must keep it after giving it.

Riddle 39
As light as a feather, but you can't hold it for ten minutes.

Riddle 40
Has a mouth but does not speak,
has a bed but never sleeps.

Riddle 41
Runs smoother than any rhyme,
loves to fall but cannot climb!

Riddle 42
You break it even if you name it!

Riddle 43
It passes before the sun and makes no shadow.

Riddle 44
You feed it, it lives.
You give it something to drink, it dies.

Riddle 45
A red drum which sounds
Without being touched,
And grows silent,
When it is touched.

Riddle 46
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day
In an unplowed field,
Which increases without growing,
Remains whole though it is eaten
Within and without,
Is useless and yet
The staple of nations.

Riddle 47
If you break me
I do not stop working,
If you touch me
I may be snared,
If you lose me
Nothing will matter.

Riddle 48
All about, but cannot be seen,
Can be captured, cannot be held
No throat, but can be heard.

Riddle 49
I go around in circles,
But always straight ahead
Never complain,
No matter where I am led.

Riddle 50
Lighter than what
I am made of,
More of me is hidden
Than is seen.

Riddle 51
If a man carried my burden,
He would break his back.
I am not rich,
But leave silver in my track.

Riddle 52
My life can be measured in hours,
I serve by being devoured.
Thin, I am quick
Fat, I am slow
Wind is my foe.

Riddle 53
Weight in my belly,
Trees on my back,
Nails in my ribs,
Feet I do lack.
Riddle 54
You can see nothing else
When you look in my face
I will look you in the eye
And I will never lie.

Riddle 55
I am always hungry,
I must always be fed,
The finger I lick
Will soon turn red.

Riddle 56
Three lives have I.
Gentle enough to soothe the skin,
Light enough to caress the sky
Hard enough to crack rocks.

Riddle 57
Glittering points
That downward thrust,
Sparkling spears
That never rust.

Riddle 58
Each morning I appear
To lie at your feet,
All day I follow
No matter how fast you run,
Yet I nearly perish
In the midday sun.

Riddle 59
Keys without locks
Yet I unlock the soul.

Riddle 60
Something wholly unreal, yet seems real to I
Think my friend, tell me where does it lie?

Riddle 61
I am so simple,
That I can only point
Yet I guide men
All over the world.

Riddle 62
A beggar's brother went out to sea and drowned.
But the man who drowned had no brother.
What was the relationship between the man who drowned and the beggar?

Riddle 63
For our ambrosia we were blessed,
by Jupiter, with a sting of death.
Though our might, to some is jest,
we have quelled the dragon's breath.
Who are we?

Riddle 64
Colored as a maiden tweaked,
time was naught when I began;
through the garden I was sneaked,
I alone am the fall of man.
What am I?

Riddle 65
Early ages the iron boot tread,
with Europe at her command.
Through time power slipped and fled,
'til the creation of new holy land.
Who am I?

Riddle 66
One thin, one bold,
one sick, one cold.
The earth we span,
to prey upon man.
Who are we?

Riddle 67
One where none should be,
or maybe where two should be,
seeking out purity,
in the kings trees.
What am I?

Riddle 68
He who makes it does not keep it.
He who takes it does not know it.
He who knows it does not want it.
He who gathers it must destroy it.
What is it?

Riddle 69
One tooth to bite,
he's the forests foe.
One tooth to fight,
as all Norse know.
What is it?

Riddle 70
This creature, part man and part tree,
hates the termite as much as the flea.
His tracks do not match,
and his limbs may detach,
but he's not a strange creature to see.
What is it?

Riddle 71
The part of the bird
that is not in the sky,
which can swim in the ocean
and always stay dry.
What is it?

Riddle 72
Dead and bound,
what once was free.
What made no sound,
now sings with glee.
What is it?

Riddle 73
The root tops the trunk
on this backward thing,
that grows in the winter
and dies in the spring.
What is it?

Riddle 74
Touching one, yet holding two,
it is a one link chain
binding those who keep words true,
'til death rent it in twain.
What is it?

Riddle 75
The man who made it didn't need it.
The man who bought it didn't use it.
The man who used it didn't want it.

Riddle 76
The wise and knowledgeable man is sure of it.
Even the fool knows it.
The rich man wants it.
The greatest of heroes fears it.
Yet the lowliest of cowards would die for it.

What is this upon which I ponder?

Riddle 77
I am and yet can not
am an Idea, yet can rot
am two but none
am on land, but on sea.
What am I?

Riddle 78
all in white
Fossil, fresh snow, a loan, the sky,
Just what am I?

Riddle 79
I am a wonderful help to women,
The hope of something to come. I harm
No citizen except my slayer.
Rooted I stand on a high bed.
I am shaggy below. Sometimes the beautiful
Peasant's daughter, an eager-armed,
Proud woman grabs my body,
Rushes my red skin, holds me hard,
Claims my head. The curly-haired
Woman who catches me fast will feel
Our meeting. Her eye will be wet.

Riddle 80
Mother's Ruin,
Sweet nectar of Zeus!
For some, Liquid Courage,
For others, foul juice.

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