266.
266.
I was before the world begun,Before the earth, before the sun;Before the moon was made, to lightWith brighter beams the starry night;I’m at the bottom of the sea,And I am in immensity;The daily motion of the earthDispels me, and to me gives birth;You can not see me if you try,Although I’m oft before your eye;Such is my whole. But, for one part,You’ll find in taste I’m rather tart;Now I become the abode of men—And now, for groveling beasts, a pen;I am a man who lives by drinking;Anon I keep a weight from sinking;To take me, folks go far and near;I am what children like to hear;I am a shining star on high;And now, its pathway through the sky;My strength o’erpowers both iron and steel;Yet oft I’m left behind the wheel;I’m made to represent a head;Am found in every loaf of bread;Such are the many forms I take,You can not count all I can make;Yet, after all, so strange am I,Soon as you know me, then I die.
I was before the world begun,Before the earth, before the sun;Before the moon was made, to lightWith brighter beams the starry night;I’m at the bottom of the sea,And I am in immensity;The daily motion of the earthDispels me, and to me gives birth;You can not see me if you try,Although I’m oft before your eye;Such is my whole. But, for one part,You’ll find in taste I’m rather tart;Now I become the abode of men—And now, for groveling beasts, a pen;I am a man who lives by drinking;Anon I keep a weight from sinking;To take me, folks go far and near;I am what children like to hear;I am a shining star on high;And now, its pathway through the sky;My strength o’erpowers both iron and steel;Yet oft I’m left behind the wheel;I’m made to represent a head;Am found in every loaf of bread;Such are the many forms I take,You can not count all I can make;Yet, after all, so strange am I,Soon as you know me, then I die.
I was before the world begun,
Before the earth, before the sun;
Before the moon was made, to light
With brighter beams the starry night;
I’m at the bottom of the sea,
And I am in immensity;
The daily motion of the earth
Dispels me, and to me gives birth;
You can not see me if you try,
Although I’m oft before your eye;
Such is my whole. But, for one part,
You’ll find in taste I’m rather tart;
Now I become the abode of men—
And now, for groveling beasts, a pen;
I am a man who lives by drinking;
Anon I keep a weight from sinking;
To take me, folks go far and near;
I am what children like to hear;
I am a shining star on high;
And now, its pathway through the sky;
My strength o’erpowers both iron and steel;
Yet oft I’m left behind the wheel;
I’m made to represent a head;
Am found in every loaf of bread;
Such are the many forms I take,
You can not count all I can make;
Yet, after all, so strange am I,
Soon as you know me, then I die.
267. Henry is four feet high and William is five. The sum of their heights multiplied by five is equal to their father’s age, plus fifteen. How old was their father?
268. My first is the name of a river, my second is a pleasant beverage, my third is what we are too apt to do, and my whole is the name of an ancient city.