Collection of Riddles

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A Collection of Riddles  [duchas:4913143]

Riddle Riddle Ree,
Such a riddle could not be,
Through a rock, through a reel,
Through a horse’s shin bone,
Though the town of Garrowen,
Riddle me that and leave me alone.
Ans: A flash of lightning.

’Tis here, ’tis there, ’tis everywhere,
’Tis over in castle garden,
It takes a bite as big as an ass,
And never swallows it after.
Ans: A scythe.

Little miss Netty Goat,
With a white petticoat,
And a red nose.
The longer she stands
The shorter she grows.
Ans: A candle.

As I went into a garden of wheat,
I met a thing that you could not

A Collection of Riddles  [duchas:4913144]

eat,
’Twas neither fish, flesh, feather or bone.
Riddle me that and leave me alone.
Ans: An egg.

Ready in the morning,
I drank at a spring.
Round was the cup,
And gold was the ring.
Through iron bars,
And cold stone walls.
If you riddle me that,
I am condemned.
Ans: A drink from his mother’s breast through the iron bars.

As I went out my gable window
I saw the dead carrying the live.
Ans: A train.

Bessey inside the ditch,
Bessey outside the ditch,
And if you touch Bessey,
She will pinch you.
Ans: A nettle.