137.pictorial puzzleWhat sailors dread.
137.pictorial puzzle
137.
What sailors dread.
138.
Go wide o’er the world,And everywhere seek me—In earth, sea, or air,Thou never shalt meet me!Go wide o’er the world—I always am there—Wherever thou roamest,In earth, sea, or air!
Go wide o’er the world,And everywhere seek me—In earth, sea, or air,Thou never shalt meet me!Go wide o’er the world—I always am there—Wherever thou roamest,In earth, sea, or air!
Go wide o’er the world,
And everywhere seek me—
In earth, sea, or air,
Thou never shalt meet me!
Go wide o’er the world—
I always am there—
Wherever thou roamest,
In earth, sea, or air!
Go speak to the woodland,And question of me—Oh ne’er shall thou find me,With forest or tree!Go, speak to the woodland,I ever am there,And live in its whispers,Though lighter than air!
Go speak to the woodland,And question of me—Oh ne’er shall thou find me,With forest or tree!Go, speak to the woodland,I ever am there,And live in its whispers,Though lighter than air!
Go speak to the woodland,
And question of me—
Oh ne’er shall thou find me,
With forest or tree!
Go, speak to the woodland,
I ever am there,
And live in its whispers,
Though lighter than air!
Go, winnow the wave,And seek for my breath—Ah, ocean and river,Reveal but my death!Go, winnow the wave,Tho’ with winter it shiver—There—there shalt thou find me,’Mid ocean and river!
Go, winnow the wave,And seek for my breath—Ah, ocean and river,Reveal but my death!Go, winnow the wave,Tho’ with winter it shiver—There—there shalt thou find me,’Mid ocean and river!
Go, winnow the wave,
And seek for my breath—
Ah, ocean and river,
Reveal but my death!
Go, winnow the wave,
Tho’ with winter it shiver—
There—there shalt thou find me,
’Mid ocean and river!
In whirlwinds I revel,Yet in zephyrs expire—I flourish in warmth,And I perish in fire!The winter I cherish,Yet each season I shun;Half living in harvest,In summer, undone!
In whirlwinds I revel,Yet in zephyrs expire—I flourish in warmth,And I perish in fire!The winter I cherish,Yet each season I shun;Half living in harvest,In summer, undone!
In whirlwinds I revel,
Yet in zephyrs expire—
I flourish in warmth,
And I perish in fire!
The winter I cherish,
Yet each season I shun;
Half living in harvest,
In summer, undone!
I come with the warlock—I go with the ghoul—I shriek with the wizard—I hoot with the owl!I ride on the hazelWhich witches have rent—I fly on the wingWhich the eagle hath bent.
I come with the warlock—I go with the ghoul—I shriek with the wizard—I hoot with the owl!I ride on the hazelWhich witches have rent—I fly on the wingWhich the eagle hath bent.
I come with the warlock—
I go with the ghoul—
I shriek with the wizard—
I hoot with the owl!
I ride on the hazel
Which witches have rent—
I fly on the wing
Which the eagle hath bent.
I come and I go—Oft unseen and unsought;I live but in words—I perish in thought.So to all and to each,I bid you adieu;Yet to all and to each,I stay double with you!
I come and I go—Oft unseen and unsought;I live but in words—I perish in thought.So to all and to each,I bid you adieu;Yet to all and to each,I stay double with you!
I come and I go—
Oft unseen and unsought;
I live but in words—
I perish in thought.
So to all and to each,
I bid you adieu;
Yet to all and to each,
I stay double with you!
139. Why is the boy that disturbs a hive like a true Christian?
140. What is that which has eyes and sees not, ears and hears not, nose and smells not, yet is often regarded as thebeau-idealof a human being?
141. Why is the elephant his own servant?
144., 147.?
142. Which of the forest trees bears gain?
143. Who was the heaviest of mechanics?
144.
I’m a heavy drag—few things more slow.Cut off my head, and give me a bow,And swiftly through the air I go.
I’m a heavy drag—few things more slow.Cut off my head, and give me a bow,And swiftly through the air I go.
I’m a heavy drag—few things more slow.
Cut off my head, and give me a bow,
And swiftly through the air I go.
145. Why are two heads better than one?
146. Why is a cart-horse always in the wrong place?
147.
I follow the plough, and yet I never walk,Have plenty of teeth, yet neither eat nor talk,Am strongly barred, and yet I never close,I scratch and break, but never deal in blows.
I follow the plough, and yet I never walk,Have plenty of teeth, yet neither eat nor talk,Am strongly barred, and yet I never close,I scratch and break, but never deal in blows.
I follow the plough, and yet I never walk,
Have plenty of teeth, yet neither eat nor talk,
Am strongly barred, and yet I never close,
I scratch and break, but never deal in blows.
148. What is that which has many leaves, but no stem?
149. Why is the letter F like an incendiary?