Mistress Eudoria is facetious. She is also abstemious. She
gets pneumonia.
What is the only American tree she will like?
A sequoia
You cannot look for me to come for then I can't, you
know.
Most often, when I come at all, you'll curse both loud and
low
And rave and cry again to see much farther yet to go.
But then the smile will seize your cheeks.
And, plans you'd made for weeks and weeks
Are wasted, for the one who seeks
Is seeking not what seeking sought.
Naught such as this could e're be bought.
Nor lessons learned nor lessons taught.
So each good teacher teaches well to see me where I
lie,
To shake the chaff from out the grain, and grab me when
I'm nigh.
A hidden hint, a truth so strange, I'll answer what or
why.
Hint:
I'm Murphy's foe and future's friend. Your name may live
through me.
And everytime you find me there, success is what you
see.
So speak aloud and say my name. It's dah dah dee dee
dee.
Serendipity
The Riddle Contest
1
Do not set me in the sun
Or I shall very quickly run.
For half the day I've little use.
At night I perish. Now deduce.
Candle
2
I'm great enough to hide the sun
When day begins or day is done.
My feet are lesser shapes of me.
My head is where the clouds should be.
Mountain
3
I am born in the morning though I'm smaller at midday
And when the sun is setting I will often go away
But I do not need the golden orb to make my presence
known.
A simple candle will suffice to see what can be shown.
Shadow
4
In the morning, I'm young. In three days, I'm old
Less I'm kept safe and warm till my insides unfold.
I come in pale colors and a fruit I've been called
Though I come from no plant and I'll break if I'm mauled.
Egg
5
Crushed by a blow and laid with my brothers,
You've taken my blood and that of the others.
I was hung in the sun, I was happy and still,
Till you snuffed out my life for an ev'ning's brief
thrill.
Grape
6
Fountain of myst'ry, Center and source,
Slim like an arrow, Container of force,
Son of a tree limb mated with arte.
My efforts are fearsome. Danger Depart!
Magic Wand
7
Without my kiss, the grass won't grow.
Without me there, no rivers flow.
Without my touch, your life is short,
The earth is dust, no ships, no port.
Water
8
Slim, trim, and rigid, But only one eye.
I pull a slight load, yet I bind and I tie.
I join things together. I hide where I fall.
I'm sharp and I'm piercing, yet I've no head at all.
Needle
9
They wrap us in leather; they wrap us in cloth.
They stick us in water and wash the dirt off.
Our station's the lowest to've brought you so far.
If we hurt, you'll suffer. Now say who we are.
Feet
10
At night when you wander, I watch where you go.
I see you in summer. I see you in snow.
My brothers together and I in the night
Will watch you and guide you, but leave at day light.
Star
11
I am the way that your wisdom can live.
I am the memory of what the past gives.
Without me the pages of time would be white.
I'm darker than ev'ning but used best in light.
Ink
12
I come in three pieces united in one.
I hang 'round the house and my work's never done.
The door is my partner. The lid is my friend.
To use what I offer, just bid me, unbend.
Hinge
13
My form's ever changing. I'm swift and I'm slow.
They set things upon me and go where I go.
They taste of my body and live by my side.
My bed, like most others, is longer than wide.
River
14
I'm hard and I'm horny. I'm stiff, long or short.
I guard where you're tender. I'm painted for court.
My skin's firm and smooth but not hard as glass.
You find me quite useful when lice bit your ass.
Finger nail
15
The use of my nature makes you men now not beasts.
You keep me at home and you take me to feasts.
You feed me in darkness when the air's blowing cold.
But the god's gift is death if I'm not kept controlled.
Fire
16
You ride me at home though you're going no where.
I have four strong legs and each leg is bare.
There's also my stong back. My arms are strong, too.
My lap is your haven when two legs won't do.
Chair
17
I lift and I carry. Release and I fall.
I've a bottom and one side and no top at all.
I've no legs to move me, so that you must do.
I'll hold what your hands can't till my job is through.
Bucket
18
A city at the edge of town, a house where no one lives,
A bed with comfort never felt, a feast that each man
gives.
Forget the city and the town, forget the feast and bed.
Let thoughts of comfort rush away and name the house
instead.
Grave (mausoleum/crypt)
19
I live in a tight place. I float on the sea.
I'm used and removed. I was born from a tree.
I come in all sizes. You squeeze me to fit.
You throw me away and don't worry one bit.
Cork
20
Dead, gone from life, with guts all out
And we know the dead can not shout
Even with my throat still now clenched
My voice continues to be wrenched
Violin
21
I boast no great fame
My legs are lame
And my arms can't lift
Yet, no matter what shift,
From you I will not rob,
I am best for the job
Chair
I sit in shadows while it's bright.
I hide here well, my form is slight.
But when you crouch my post is near.
To catch that which you hold least dear
Chamber Pot
I'm fixed midway and dangle there,
A tiny tent that pleats the air.
A sheep went bare that I might be.
If he looks good, it's thanks to me.
Kilt
The rumbling of internal thunders,
Oft' so great it merits wonders.
How such sound can fill a hall
Or issue from inside at all?
Belch
You'll pierce my side to draw my blood
Or bash my head to free a flood.
For years, in cool and dark I wait
For you to bring me to my fate.
Cask or Keg
A stony mansion, strong and grand.
A table spread for no man's hand.
A door that's closed for one last time.
Pray God, it's never yours or mine.
A Crypt or Mausoleum
The Riddle
'First the fish must be caught.'
That is easy, a baby, I think, could have caught it.
'Next the fish must be bought.'
That is easy: a penny, I think, would have bought it.
'Now cook me the fish!'
That is easy and will not take more than a minute.
'Let it lie in a dish!'
That is easy, because it is already in it.
'Bring it here! Let me sup!'
It is easy to set such a dish on the table.
'Take the dish-cover up!'
Ah, that is so hard that I fear I'm unable!
'For it holds it like glue -
Holds the lid to the dish while it lies in the middle.'
Which is easiest to do,
Un-dish-cover the dish, or dishcover the riddle?
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The Hint to the Riddle
And Its Author
'Tis flat and not flat,
A saucer, nay two,
A gay castinette
Bound up tight with sinew.
Not a gill to be seen,
Yet 'tis seen in the seas
Yet 'tis oft' seen aground
But it "haint got no knees!"
It is hard like rock.
It's as soft as marshamallow
That's been soaked in the tide-
"Ha most DEEscustin' fellow!"
And it's not like it fights
You to force you to eat it.
The first person to try
Was quite likely defeated.
Now the Reverend, here,
Seems to fancy it's flavor
Or as Alice might say,
"It's a taste that I savour."
But not I, I say,
And I say it quite loudly,
Till I'm told to "Shut up!"
Which I do, sir, quite proudly.
The riddle is by Lewis Caroll. The common solution offered is "an oyster,"
though there is no reason it could not be some other shell fish. However,
the question is not 'what is it?' The quesion is:
Which is easiest to do,
Un-dish-cover the dish, or dishcover the riddle?
Since I dislike oysters and would rather they were shut up like clams, I
suggest that it is easier to discover the riddle and
un-discover the oyster.
--------------- A Silly Riddle for Children ------------------
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?
There is only one answer but I allow six to save arguments:
One past eight
or
Not quite one past eight. (Picky!)
Eight O'Clock (Too darn digital and wrong as a first guess.)
Eight past one (Backwards, "I" is telling the story)
Not quite eight past one (Backwards and picky)
Seven past one (Backwards, picky, too darn digital and, clearly, wrong!)
==== A Classic Silly Riddle Meant as a Lesson for Children ====
==== But Seldom One Well Learned ====
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?
One
age Maurice age
+ = Antoinette + Maurice bars
Antoinette large large
Antoinette was under age
And Maurice was over large
Now,
Young Antoinette is over large
And Maurice is behind bars .
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.
Vowels
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.
Then a hint:
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.
The answer
What good fellow is most desired to be mated, but can not
mate himself.
Your opponent's king in a game of chess.
Joan yelled 'sex' as she stood at the baq.
She was crazy but sharp as a taq.
We all know this is masking
That you should be asking
If all's written or if there's some laq.
The letter 'v'
A friend of mine did resolve to buy that which had neither
top nor bottom
but which could hold flesh, blood, and bones. His lady would
have it and ,
will he nill he, it would be had
A wedding ring
What is it that goes up the chimney down but not down the
chimney up?
An umbrella
What good has mortal man found on earth that God can never
find?
A worthy master.
What every man prefers to life,
Fears more than death or deadly strife,
What the contented man deserves,
The poor man has, the rich man requires,
The miser spends, the spendthrift saves,
And all men carry to their graves.
Nothing
What is greater that God
More evil than the Devil
The rich want it
The poor have it
And if you eat it, you die, slowly.
Nothing
My first two letters are a man, my first three a woman, my
first four a brave man, my whole a brave woman.
Heroine
I went to the wood, and I caught it;
Then I sat me down and sought it;
The longer I sought For what I had caught,
The less worth catching I thought it;
I would rather have sold than bought it.
And when I had sought
without finding aught
Home in my hand I brought it.
Thorn or splinter
What comes once in a minute, twice in a moment, but not once
in a thousand
years?
The letter 'm'
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
Foot steps
When one does not know what it is, then it is something; but
when one does know, then it is nothing.
A secret
The man who made it did not want it;
The man who bought it did not use it;
The man who used it did not know it.
A coffin
What has four legs and only one foot?
A bed
Take away my first letter and I remain unchanged; take away
my second
letter and I remain unchanged; take away my third letter and
I remain
unchanged; take away all my letters and still I remain
exactly the same.
A postman
A certain thing liveth in a place néere at hande,
Whose nature is straunge, if it bée well scand:
It sées without eyes, it flyes without winges,
It runnes without feete, it workes woundous things.
To places far distant it often doth rome:
Yet never departeth, yet taryes at home.
If thou doe it covet to féele or to sée
Thy labour is lost, for this never shall bée.
The mind
What we caught we threw away, what we could not catch we
kept.
Lice
What is it you will break even if you name it?
Silence
What is it that belongs to you, but others use it more than
you?
Your name
What ist that goes on four legs in the morning, two legs in
the afternoon,
and three legs at night?
Man
Tell me where in the world is the sky no more than three
yards wide
At the bottom of a well
There is a thing I cannot say
And you, as well, will feel this way.
For Truth demands the honest words
Yet must condemn you if they're heard.
The words are four: the first is me,
The second two deny, you see.
The fourth sounds like the back of yes
But speak them all, and do not guess,
The answers there, I'm sure you see,
Well spoken they can never be.
Name the answer now outloud
And though you're wrong I'm sure you're proud.
I do not know.
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