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Minstrel.......... where art thou?

A swan? xx

Lark? Cuckoo?

on the right track My attire is noiseless when I tread the earth, Rest in its dwellings or ride its waters. At times my pinions and the lofty air, Lift me high o'er the homes of men, And the strength of the clouds carries me far High over the folk. My feathers gay Sound and make music, singing shrill, When no longer I linger by field or flood, But soar in the air, a wandering spirit.

Crane ?? Ken xx

seagulls xx

no takers how about another clue? My attire is noiseless when I tread the earth Rest in its dwellings or ride its waters At times my pinions and the lofty air, Lift me high o'er the homes of men,

I'm back again with another one, see if we can get a few more people involved before Dave B gives us the answer What am I? My attire is noiseless when I tread the earth Rest in its dwellings or ride its waters...

I hope that Dave B gone to bed. It will give someone else a chance to answer this riddle I'm told a certain something grows in its pouch, swells and stands up, lifts its covering. A proud bride grasped that boneless wonder, the daughter of a king covered that swollen thing with clothing. What is it?

A Harp it is, unfortunately is spelt the same now as was then lol ;o)) full riddle reads This creature is odd, its habits unaccountable. It sings through its sides. Its neck is curved, skilfully carved, and above its back it has pointed shoulders. It plays its fated part as, gracefully, it stands by the roadside, high and handsome, useful to men.

A Harp

No-one guessing tonight? Its neck is curved, skilfully carved, and above its back it has pointed shoulders

Haggis?

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

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.

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

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.

a horn?

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

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