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The Minstrel's Riddles

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Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 10:44

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Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 10:44

My house is not quiet, I am not loud; But for us God fashioned our fate together. I am the swifter, at times the stronger, My house more enduring, longer to last. A times I rest; my dwelling still runs; Within it I lodge as long as I live. Should we two be severed, my death is sure. What am I?

DAVE B

DAVE B Report 26 Mar 2006 10:52

A Fish!

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 10:55

Partially right Dave a little more needed

Joy

Joy Report 26 Mar 2006 10:55

Minstrel, 'tis early for my thinking........ my brain told me tortoise but then I read swifter ......... I await other replies :-)

DAVE B

DAVE B Report 26 Mar 2006 10:56

a fish in a river!

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 11:02

It seemeth my riddles are too easy for the worldly wise Dave B forsooth I shall have to find something more challenging

DAVE B

DAVE B Report 26 Mar 2006 11:03

pmsl Jax

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 11:05

I fear my time hast runneth over and I must away for a while, in my absence thee may wish to ponder on this My beak is bent downward, I burrow below; I grub in the ground and go as he guides, My gray, old master, foe of the forest. Stoop-shouldered my warder walks at my back, Fares through the field, urges and drives me, Sows in my track as I sniff along. Fetched from the wood, cunningly fitted, Brought in a wagon, I have wondrous skill. As I go my way on one side is green; On the other side plain is my dark path. Set through my back hangs a cunning spike; Another fixed forward is fast to my head. What I tear with my teeth falls to one side, If he handles me right who is my ruler. What am I?

DAVE B

DAVE B Report 26 Mar 2006 11:11

to easy these minstrel its a plough I think! Dave

Joy

Joy Report 26 Mar 2006 11:13

A plough I believe it is also, Dave. :-)

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 17:44

Shouldst this have been a modern day riddle I wouldst have had to accept your reply as correct but this be from olden days and as such should be answered as so. The correct answer be plow. 'Tis obvious there be a problem in such that these riddles be too easy, verily they were supposed to be delivered a piece at a time and thus that is how they shall be forthwith.

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 17:46

the next riddle What am I? Time was when I was weapon and warrior; Now the young hero hoods me with gold, and twisted silver

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 18:00

no-one guessing mayhaps another line will help At times men kiss me. At times I speak and summon to battle loyal companions.

Guinevere

Guinevere Report 26 Mar 2006 18:02

a horn?

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 18:05

Yea a horn ...the complete riddle Time was when I was weapon and warrior; Now the young hero hoods me with gold, and twisted silver. At times men kiss me. At times I speak and summon to battle Loyal companions. At times a courser, Bears me o'er marchland. At times a ship Bears me o'er the billows, brightly adorned. At times a fair maiden fills me with breath; At times hard and headless I lie on the board, Bereft of beauty. At times I hang Winsome on wall, richly embellished, Where revelers drink. At times a warrior Bears me on a horse, a battle adornment, And I swallow, bright-shining, the breath from his bosom. At times with my strains I summon the heroes, Proudly to wine. At times I win back Spoil from the spoiler, with sounding voice, Put foemen to flight. Now ask what I'm called.

Unknown

Unknown Report 26 Mar 2006 18:12

Mistress Joy didst know it was a horn and was making thee laugh?

Joy

Joy Report 26 Mar 2006 18:17

I crave thy forgiveness, Minstrel. I was detained elsewhere, and had not seen thy riddle. I shalt read >>>>>>>> My friend Lady Meercat and I oft do speak in jest.

Unknown

Unknown Report 27 Mar 2006 19:33

This creature is odd, its habits unaccountable. It sings through its sides what is it?

Kaz in a Tizz

Kaz in a Tizz Report 27 Mar 2006 19:37

Haggis?