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Aye, friend Baržolimieu, vowels are correct! I assume by your new placement of solved riddles upon your site that "answer" was correct for yours. Now here we stand, I know not about you, but my mind is beginning to dribble out of my ears. I am still contemplating your St. Ives riddle and the best I can come up with is that it is "time to leave," but I know that can not be correct. A devilishly cruel riddle, hmmm? As a matter of fact, I have begun penning such a trial myself. Though, I admit, it is another modification of a puzzle I had come across awhile ago. If you are up for it, I will post it. P'raps others may like to take their chances with it as well. (Or, p'raps, we have bored them silly :) ) The day is coming to a close, and drat it all, I still slave away in my little prison. Soon, soon, I shall carry myself to my own chambers and say good bye to another day. Look upon tomorrow and greet it with a smile, all! Robyn Sotherby, Tumbling Tytles must fall Robyn Sotherby <marci001@uwp.edu> Kenosha, WI USA - Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 22:05:49 Good Syr Robyn, Fie, sir! That riddle is most vowel! But it has given me an idea for a most devilish cruel riddle. When you least expect it, it will come. For now, I remain Your Most Obt., Sir Baržolimieu Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor Master of the Gate Barton Rolsky <brolsky@eznetinc.net> USA - Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 21:27:22 Ah Sir Baržolimieu, Forgive me for missing the post previous to the one I had sent. Were we face to face, I fear good company and ale would completely overrule any other functions of the mind. I could be wrong, but I know that on sunny days when the brew is flowing and pretty ladies legs are showing, my mind is oft distrated from other literate pursuits! As for your guess, I am afraid that the five "senses" are just that. Instruction, you ask... well, then, sometimes we have to ask why we trouble ourselves so. Consider that, and p'raps you shall see. Anon, and till then may the day remain clear, Robyn Sotherby, Tytles too many to tell Robyn Sotherby <mari001@uwp.edu> Kenosha, WI USA - Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 14:47:00 Sir Baržolimieu, Is your face growing red in frustration at my dim-wittedness, or is it just the heat my own reddish hue of embarassment? Well, I do believe this next attempt shall send one of us over the edge. Answer is the answer. Robyn Sotherby Tytles too tacky to tell Robyn Sotherby <marci001@uwp.edu> Kenosha, WI USA - Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 11:39:21 Good Syr Robyn, I believe the answer to your last riddle is 'the five senses' but I must admit that I cannot 'prove' but three. I offer you this as a guess and failing that I know not where to proceed. Pray instruct me in my ignorance. Were we face to face, 'twould make for a jolly afternoon. Your Most Obt., Sir Baržolimieu Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor Master of the Gate Barton Rolsky <brolsky@eznetinc.net> USA - Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 11:26:04 Sir Robyn, Forget about roses. Forget about rocks. Forget about basilisks, candles, and locks. Forget about those things like laughter, and pain. One thing still I can't say, and that you must now name. Do you get it? Did you follow my directions? Your Most Obd., Sir Baržolimieu Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor Master of the Gate Barton Rolsky <brolsky@eznetinc.net> USA - Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 11:07:23 Sir Baržolimieu Roderickson, Master of Riddle and Wit, Oh dear, oh dear! I am struggling so with roses and rocks. If the answer be "no thing," or rather, "nothing." Then I must say that you can not say "anything!" In defense of this logic, one definition of "talk" reads, "to convey or communicate in any way," and, although, we tend to take "talking" to mean a verbal discourse, I suppose a book "talks," but can not say "anything." I certainly hope that is the correct response, for otherwise, I may put holes in my desk and knock over ink bottles and other tomes as my forehead repeatedly makes its acquaintance with the hard wood! Robyn Sotherby Tytles too trickish to tell Robyn Sotherby <marci001@uwp.edu> Kenosha, WI USA - Wednesday, May 12, 1999 at 01:29:06 Continuing from Sir Clisto's glorious bulletin board: From Robyn Sotherby We are five little creatures, Each with different features, One of us is set in glass, Another can be found in a bet fairly fast, One can be found while molding tin, And the fourth is boxed within. If the last you should pursue, It can never fly from you. From myself: I can talk about roses. I can talk about rocks. I can talk about basilisks, candles, and locks. I can talk about most things like laughter, and pain. The one thing I can't say, that you, sir, must name. ----------------------------------------------- Sir Robyn, You have asked for a hint. What can I say? Consider the situation. Ask yourself who is speaking and, with that thought in mind, tell me the answer. ------------------------------------------------ The original reads, more or less: When I was going to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives, Every wife had seven sacks Every sack had seven cats Every cat had seven rats. Rats, cats, sacks, wifes; How many going to St. Ives? And the answer is 1. My riddle (below) comes after this riddle and is asking something quite different. ------------------------------------------------- Good Sir Robyn, You were correct. As I originally phrased it: Antoinette was under age And Maurice was over large Now ... Young Antoinette is over large And Maurice is behind bars. Your Most Obt., Sir Baržolimieu Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor Master of the Gate Barton Rolsky <brolsky@eznetinc.net> USA - Tuesday, May 11, 1999 at 22:45:32 Sir Baržolimieu, I suppose this is now the venue to request the guidance I initially sought on Clisto's Crier. Now I see two more riddles here. For the tale I would say, "When the underaged Antoinette met the overlarge Maurice, it yielded an underaged and overlarge Antoinette (pregnant) and Maurice behind bars. For the St. Ives riddle... it is in a much different format than I remember. The answer to the original was 1. Robyn Sotherby <marci001@uwp.edu> Kenosha, WI USA - Tuesday, May 11, 1999 at 18:14:07 Good gentles, I have composed here a sad tale based on a classic. 'Tis a morality play of sorts:
These riddles do take more time than I have, I fear. Still, as they do
strike me, I must in turn, strike you with them. I remain As I was leaving from St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives. Every wife had seven sacks and every sack had seven cats. Every cat had seven mice and every mouse had seven lice. Now do not count the cats or mice and do not count the sacks or lice. Look you up into the skies and look you how your shadow lies. Tell me now and do not shout, what was the time when I went out? A silly riddle for children. Sir Baržolimieu Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight bachelor Master of the gate Barton Rolsky <brolsky@eznetinc.net> Streamwood , IL USA - Monday, May 10, 1999 at 00:00:30 Here begin the new messages. Thank you again for taking the time to post your message Sir Baržholimieu Rodericson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor Master of the Gate Barton Rolsky <brolsky@eznetinc.net> Streamwood, IL USA - Friday, May 7, 1999 at 21:54:42 Original Messages
Name: Barton Rolsky Name: Sir VE MacGraanloch Homepage: http://public.surfree.com/eabuel/index.htm Hometown: Kalamazoo Sent: 9:31 PM - 5/2 Sir Barpolimieu, I now see way the Duke of Somerset did knight thee. I am impressed by thy credentials. I see that I have much yet to learn, and am grateful for your words of incouragement. Cheers Sir Barpolimieu Sir VE MacGraanloch Chief and Knight of the Thistle. Name: Barton Rolsky Sent: 4:55 AM - 4/29 Valiant Magnus, Riddles I can add easily, and I shall to satisfy your request if not of anyone else. Jokes, however, come when they come and grow stale soon after. Unless good Sir Clisto bids me nay, I shall post them on the Town Crier. Your Most Obt. Sir Baržolimieu Lyons Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor Master of the Gate Name: Magnus Corrideon Hometown: Gary,In. Sent: 2:32 AM - 4/29 Well, I was hoping that you had more riddles or jokes like that which you left on Sir Clisto's Crier, but, I guess I will hang about till its done. Good luck on your page. Can't wait untill opening day(for me Sunday). Have Fun Magnus Name: Barton Rolsky Sent: 1:30 AM - 4/29 Mademoiselle, As always you are most kind. I am enchanted that you should be the first to post to this guestbook. As soon as my finger tips have cooled enough that I may once again feel the key caps, I will take up where I have left off. I am once more dedicated to your service and shall evermore remain Your Most Obedient, Sir Baržolimieu Lyons Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor, Master of the Gate. Name: Mlle d'Herblay Sent: 12:30 AM - 4/28 Monsieur, My best wishes to you upon your new web endeavour. So far, so good... I am certain you are busy working away at the chapters to come... A bientot! Mlle d'Herblay Name: Barton Rolsky Homepage: http://www.eznetinc.net/users/brolsky Hometown: Streamwood IL Sent: 5:21 PM - 4/25 Welcome to my guest book! Sir Baržolimieu Roderickson of Barrow House, Knight Bachelor Master of the Gate |
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