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Heaspiredto bepraisedas a wonderful shot,But he potted the dog, anddespairwas his lot!

Heaspiredto bepraisedas a wonderful shot,But he potted the dog, anddespairwas his lot!

Heaspiredto bepraisedas a wonderful shot,But he potted the dog, anddespairwas his lot!

The words in italics are spelt with the same letters.

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In the doublet, as solved by Lewis Carroll, ARMY is changed into NAVY with seven links, and preserving the sequence while changing a letter every time—thus: ARMY, arms, aims, dims, dams, dame, name, nave, NAVY.

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The anagrampuzzle—

‘I excel not by a pun’Turn these six words into one!

‘I excel not by a pun’Turn these six words into one!

‘I excel not by a pun’Turn these six words into one!

is solved byUnexceptionably, which contains exactly the same letters.

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The answer to the strange riddle, “When is an onion like music?” is “When you find it smell odious!” (it’s melodious).

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The bitter cry of Christianity is, by its anagram:I cry that I sin.

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That a Conservative is constant to his cause is shown by the anagram:Not vice versâ.

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As a rule Christmas Day and New Year’s Day fall upon the same day of the week, but they will not fall upon the same day of the week in 1910 (or indeed in any year), because the New Year’s Day must beafterthe Christmas Day to fulfil the conditions!

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“War is a game which, were their subjects wise,Kings would not play at,” wrote the poet’s pen;But in war’s issue will be staked the prize,While kings and subjects are but erring men;So Britain—native empress of the seas—On ocean cradled, by her storm-king nursed—Friend of the fallen, guardian of the free,Rests on her well-triedlastand trustyfirst.Herfirstalone can well maintain her right,Unscathed by any threat or mutinous blast;And though, when needed, foremost in the fight,Herfirst(strange paradox!) is alwayslast!But should the tide of war approach the shoreAnd threaten to engulf her island seat,Mywhole, replying with defiant roar,Would crash the audacious foe beneath her feet!

“War is a game which, were their subjects wise,Kings would not play at,” wrote the poet’s pen;But in war’s issue will be staked the prize,While kings and subjects are but erring men;So Britain—native empress of the seas—On ocean cradled, by her storm-king nursed—Friend of the fallen, guardian of the free,Rests on her well-triedlastand trustyfirst.Herfirstalone can well maintain her right,Unscathed by any threat or mutinous blast;And though, when needed, foremost in the fight,Herfirst(strange paradox!) is alwayslast!But should the tide of war approach the shoreAnd threaten to engulf her island seat,Mywhole, replying with defiant roar,Would crash the audacious foe beneath her feet!

“War is a game which, were their subjects wise,Kings would not play at,” wrote the poet’s pen;But in war’s issue will be staked the prize,While kings and subjects are but erring men;So Britain—native empress of the seas—On ocean cradled, by her storm-king nursed—Friend of the fallen, guardian of the free,Rests on her well-triedlastand trustyfirst.Herfirstalone can well maintain her right,Unscathed by any threat or mutinous blast;And though, when needed, foremost in the fight,Herfirst(strange paradox!) is alwayslast!But should the tide of war approach the shoreAnd threaten to engulf her island seat,Mywhole, replying with defiant roar,Would crash the audacious foe beneath her feet!

is solved byArmstrong.

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My first is flogged to make it move the faster,And turns at once to satisfy its master.My next will ripen as a pleasant fruit,For those whose simple taste its flavours suit.My whole, when breezes blow and pennons fly,Stands up aloft and points us to the sky.

My first is flogged to make it move the faster,And turns at once to satisfy its master.My next will ripen as a pleasant fruit,For those whose simple taste its flavours suit.My whole, when breezes blow and pennons fly,Stands up aloft and points us to the sky.

My first is flogged to make it move the faster,And turns at once to satisfy its master.My next will ripen as a pleasant fruit,For those whose simple taste its flavours suit.My whole, when breezes blow and pennons fly,Stands up aloft and points us to the sky.

is solved byTop-mast.

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A noun there is, of plural number,In daily use from here to Humber.Now almost any noun you takeBy adding “S” you plural make;But if you add an “S” to this,Strange is the metamorphosis!Plural is plural now no more;Useless what useful was before.

A noun there is, of plural number,In daily use from here to Humber.Now almost any noun you takeBy adding “S” you plural make;But if you add an “S” to this,Strange is the metamorphosis!Plural is plural now no more;Useless what useful was before.

A noun there is, of plural number,In daily use from here to Humber.Now almost any noun you takeBy adding “S” you plural make;But if you add an “S” to this,Strange is the metamorphosis!Plural is plural now no more;Useless what useful was before.

is solved byNeedles,needless.

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First, a semi-circle make,Add to this anotherFigure of two little linesMeeting with each other;Then a perfect circle form,Truly, neat, compactly,Add another form to these,Like the first exactly;Then, to make it all complete,Form a kind of angle,With a straight line, that should meetIn a kind of tangle;When you this have rightly done(’Tis the truth I’m telling),You will get an articleUseful in a dwelling:Should you this decapitate,You may have anotherArticle, which, in its place,Is useful as the other.

First, a semi-circle make,Add to this anotherFigure of two little linesMeeting with each other;Then a perfect circle form,Truly, neat, compactly,Add another form to these,Like the first exactly;Then, to make it all complete,Form a kind of angle,With a straight line, that should meetIn a kind of tangle;When you this have rightly done(’Tis the truth I’m telling),You will get an articleUseful in a dwelling:Should you this decapitate,You may have anotherArticle, which, in its place,Is useful as the other.

First, a semi-circle make,Add to this anotherFigure of two little linesMeeting with each other;Then a perfect circle form,Truly, neat, compactly,Add another form to these,Like the first exactly;Then, to make it all complete,Form a kind of angle,With a straight line, that should meetIn a kind of tangle;When you this have rightly done(’Tis the truth I’m telling),You will get an articleUseful in a dwelling:Should you this decapitate,You may have anotherArticle, which, in its place,Is useful as the other.

is solved byClock,lock.

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Veiling the leas, my first may steepLate autumn’s listless air;And with my tainting second creepOn idle spade and share.When happy days link soul to soul,And sunny faces shine,May both combined, a subtle whole,Be far from me and mine!

Veiling the leas, my first may steepLate autumn’s listless air;And with my tainting second creepOn idle spade and share.When happy days link soul to soul,And sunny faces shine,May both combined, a subtle whole,Be far from me and mine!

Veiling the leas, my first may steepLate autumn’s listless air;And with my tainting second creepOn idle spade and share.

When happy days link soul to soul,And sunny faces shine,May both combined, a subtle whole,Be far from me and mine!

is solved byMistrust.

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Mark Lemon’scharade—

Old Charlie Brown, who a big rogue was reckoned,Was brought up at my first for making my second;He was fined, and because he no money would payHad to work with my whole on the King’s highway.

Old Charlie Brown, who a big rogue was reckoned,Was brought up at my first for making my second;He was fined, and because he no money would payHad to work with my whole on the King’s highway.

Old Charlie Brown, who a big rogue was reckoned,Was brought up at my first for making my second;He was fined, and because he no money would payHad to work with my whole on the King’s highway.

is solved byBarrow.

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Complete, I grow within a fieldAnd pleasant pasture often yield;Behead me once, a suitor thenIs quickly brought before your ken;Behead again, I am a wordThat on the cricket-ground is heard.Restore my heads, cut off my tail,To name a spice you’ll not then fail;Behead me now, and you will findThe master passion left behind.Put on my head, my tail restore,Complete me as I was before,My second letter take away,An envelope I am, you’ll say;But now curtail me just once more,I am an inlet on the shore.

Complete, I grow within a fieldAnd pleasant pasture often yield;Behead me once, a suitor thenIs quickly brought before your ken;Behead again, I am a wordThat on the cricket-ground is heard.Restore my heads, cut off my tail,To name a spice you’ll not then fail;Behead me now, and you will findThe master passion left behind.Put on my head, my tail restore,Complete me as I was before,My second letter take away,An envelope I am, you’ll say;But now curtail me just once more,I am an inlet on the shore.

Complete, I grow within a fieldAnd pleasant pasture often yield;Behead me once, a suitor thenIs quickly brought before your ken;Behead again, I am a wordThat on the cricket-ground is heard.Restore my heads, cut off my tail,To name a spice you’ll not then fail;Behead me now, and you will findThe master passion left behind.Put on my head, my tail restore,Complete me as I was before,My second letter take away,An envelope I am, you’ll say;But now curtail me just once more,I am an inlet on the shore.

is solved byClover,lover,over,clove,love,cover,cove.

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Mysecondis double myfirst,Myfirstis but half of mysecond;And I’m sure you’ll admit that mywholeIs ten times the latter when reckon’d.

Mysecondis double myfirst,Myfirstis but half of mysecond;And I’m sure you’ll admit that mywholeIs ten times the latter when reckon’d.

Mysecondis double myfirst,Myfirstis but half of mysecond;And I’m sure you’ll admit that mywholeIs ten times the latter when reckon’d.

is solved byTen score.

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MyfirstI went the other day,And pretty surely reckon’dA basket of fine fish to catch,With hook and rod andsecond.But I was out in reckoning;A very pretty sheOf her fair face show’d just mywhole—And pretty soon hook’dme.

MyfirstI went the other day,And pretty surely reckon’dA basket of fine fish to catch,With hook and rod andsecond.But I was out in reckoning;A very pretty sheOf her fair face show’d just mywhole—And pretty soon hook’dme.

MyfirstI went the other day,And pretty surely reckon’dA basket of fine fish to catch,With hook and rod andsecond.

But I was out in reckoning;A very pretty sheOf her fair face show’d just mywhole—And pretty soon hook’dme.

is solved byOutline.

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Of mirth the parent, though the child of art,A stranger to myself in every part;Each India has a native in my breast,The West my sweetness, and my fire the East.While milder climes my virtue to complete,Quicken my softness, and correct my heat;My dearest friends upon my vitals prey,And as they see me sinking, grow more gay.

Of mirth the parent, though the child of art,A stranger to myself in every part;Each India has a native in my breast,The West my sweetness, and my fire the East.While milder climes my virtue to complete,Quicken my softness, and correct my heat;My dearest friends upon my vitals prey,And as they see me sinking, grow more gay.

Of mirth the parent, though the child of art,A stranger to myself in every part;Each India has a native in my breast,The West my sweetness, and my fire the East.While milder climes my virtue to complete,Quicken my softness, and correct my heat;My dearest friends upon my vitals prey,And as they see me sinking, grow more gay.

is solved byPunch.

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When my whole takes a flight in the air you will findThat my next is not left a great distance behind;But join them together, and plain to your viewIt all is as firm and as tight as a screw.

When my whole takes a flight in the air you will findThat my next is not left a great distance behind;But join them together, and plain to your viewIt all is as firm and as tight as a screw.

When my whole takes a flight in the air you will findThat my next is not left a great distance behind;But join them together, and plain to your viewIt all is as firm and as tight as a screw.

is solved byDovetail.

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To three-fourths of a cross, add a circle complete;Then, let two semi-circles a perpendicular meet;Next, add a triangle that stands on two feet;Then, two semi-circles, and a circle complete.

To three-fourths of a cross, add a circle complete;Then, let two semi-circles a perpendicular meet;Next, add a triangle that stands on two feet;Then, two semi-circles, and a circle complete.

To three-fourths of a cross, add a circle complete;Then, let two semi-circles a perpendicular meet;Next, add a triangle that stands on two feet;Then, two semi-circles, and a circle complete.

is solved byTobacco.

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Leader of Vandals and of viceMy head is reckoned;A Turkish captain will sufficeTo be my second.My third is firm if well selected;My whole a wanderer neglected.

Leader of Vandals and of viceMy head is reckoned;A Turkish captain will sufficeTo be my second.My third is firm if well selected;My whole a wanderer neglected.

Leader of Vandals and of viceMy head is reckoned;A Turkish captain will sufficeTo be my second.My third is firm if well selected;My whole a wanderer neglected.

is solved byVagabond.

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One thousand, two hundred,Nothing, and one,Transposed, give a wordExpressive of fun.

One thousand, two hundred,Nothing, and one,Transposed, give a wordExpressive of fun.

One thousand, two hundred,Nothing, and one,Transposed, give a wordExpressive of fun.

is solved by COMIC.

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Praed’scharade—

Myfirstwas creeping on his wayThrough the mists of a dull October day,When a minstrel came to its muddy bed,With a harp on his shoulder, a wreath on his head;“And how shall I reach,” the poor boy cried,“To the courts and the cloisters on t’other side?”Old Euclid came, and he frown’d a frown,And he dash’d the harp and the garland down;Then he led the bard, with a stately march,O’er mysecond’slong and cellar’d arch;—“And see,” said the sage, “how every assOver the sacred stream must pass!”The youth was mournful, the youth was mute,He sigh’d for his laurel, he sobb’d for his lute;—The youth took comfort, the youth took snuff,And follow’d the lead of that teacher gruff;And he sits, ever since, in mywhole’skind lap,In a silken gown and a trencher cap.

Myfirstwas creeping on his wayThrough the mists of a dull October day,When a minstrel came to its muddy bed,With a harp on his shoulder, a wreath on his head;“And how shall I reach,” the poor boy cried,“To the courts and the cloisters on t’other side?”Old Euclid came, and he frown’d a frown,And he dash’d the harp and the garland down;Then he led the bard, with a stately march,O’er mysecond’slong and cellar’d arch;—“And see,” said the sage, “how every assOver the sacred stream must pass!”The youth was mournful, the youth was mute,He sigh’d for his laurel, he sobb’d for his lute;—The youth took comfort, the youth took snuff,And follow’d the lead of that teacher gruff;And he sits, ever since, in mywhole’skind lap,In a silken gown and a trencher cap.

Myfirstwas creeping on his wayThrough the mists of a dull October day,When a minstrel came to its muddy bed,With a harp on his shoulder, a wreath on his head;“And how shall I reach,” the poor boy cried,“To the courts and the cloisters on t’other side?”

Old Euclid came, and he frown’d a frown,And he dash’d the harp and the garland down;Then he led the bard, with a stately march,O’er mysecond’slong and cellar’d arch;—“And see,” said the sage, “how every assOver the sacred stream must pass!”

The youth was mournful, the youth was mute,He sigh’d for his laurel, he sobb’d for his lute;—The youth took comfort, the youth took snuff,And follow’d the lead of that teacher gruff;And he sits, ever since, in mywhole’skind lap,In a silken gown and a trencher cap.

is solved byCambridge.

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Upright and honest is myfirst;Mysecondyou may seeUpon the frozen lake or stream;Mywholeis equity.

Upright and honest is myfirst;Mysecondyou may seeUpon the frozen lake or stream;Mywholeis equity.

Upright and honest is myfirst;Mysecondyou may seeUpon the frozen lake or stream;Mywholeis equity.

is solved byJustice.

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Never wearied, see us stand,A glittering and a stately band—Of sturdy stuff, but graceful form,In summer cold, in winter warm;From hottest duty never swerving,Night and day our place preserving;Each serving to a different use,Not to be changed without abuse.And, pray, mark well another fact—In unison we never act,Except, as on occasion dread,We watch the ashes of the dead;When we are ranged, as you may seeAs awful sentries, one, two, three.

Never wearied, see us stand,A glittering and a stately band—Of sturdy stuff, but graceful form,In summer cold, in winter warm;From hottest duty never swerving,Night and day our place preserving;Each serving to a different use,Not to be changed without abuse.And, pray, mark well another fact—In unison we never act,Except, as on occasion dread,We watch the ashes of the dead;When we are ranged, as you may seeAs awful sentries, one, two, three.

Never wearied, see us stand,A glittering and a stately band—Of sturdy stuff, but graceful form,In summer cold, in winter warm;From hottest duty never swerving,Night and day our place preserving;Each serving to a different use,Not to be changed without abuse.And, pray, mark well another fact—In unison we never act,Except, as on occasion dread,We watch the ashes of the dead;When we are ranged, as you may seeAs awful sentries, one, two, three.

is solved byFire-irons.

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My first, though naught, with others is a fruit,My next is vital to both man and brute.It should be dear to all who hate the devil,For it is ever the reverse of evil.My all, when whole, is eloquent of peace,Divided it invokes to life that will not cease.

My first, though naught, with others is a fruit,My next is vital to both man and brute.It should be dear to all who hate the devil,For it is ever the reverse of evil.My all, when whole, is eloquent of peace,Divided it invokes to life that will not cease.

My first, though naught, with others is a fruit,My next is vital to both man and brute.It should be dear to all who hate the devil,For it is ever the reverse of evil.My all, when whole, is eloquent of peace,Divided it invokes to life that will not cease.

is solved byOlive.

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Guess at my first, ’tis easy to discover,Covered with rings, and whiskered like a dandy.Wrapped up in furs, ’tis often on the housetop,Oft in the chimney!See where my second, scorning to be hidden,Stands at the head of quite a band of others,Like a virago, straddling with feet apart,And arms akimbo.Surely my next is happy in its office,Parting the lovelocks on Neæra’s forehead;Setting the golden lines wherewith she anglesFor the unwary.If by my whole at any time you pass, youTread on the dust of holy saints and martyrs,Holy the place, may holy thoughts attend you,Peacefully dreaming!

Guess at my first, ’tis easy to discover,Covered with rings, and whiskered like a dandy.Wrapped up in furs, ’tis often on the housetop,Oft in the chimney!See where my second, scorning to be hidden,Stands at the head of quite a band of others,Like a virago, straddling with feet apart,And arms akimbo.Surely my next is happy in its office,Parting the lovelocks on Neæra’s forehead;Setting the golden lines wherewith she anglesFor the unwary.If by my whole at any time you pass, youTread on the dust of holy saints and martyrs,Holy the place, may holy thoughts attend you,Peacefully dreaming!

Guess at my first, ’tis easy to discover,Covered with rings, and whiskered like a dandy.Wrapped up in furs, ’tis often on the housetop,Oft in the chimney!

See where my second, scorning to be hidden,Stands at the head of quite a band of others,Like a virago, straddling with feet apart,And arms akimbo.

Surely my next is happy in its office,Parting the lovelocks on Neæra’s forehead;Setting the golden lines wherewith she anglesFor the unwary.

If by my whole at any time you pass, youTread on the dust of holy saints and martyrs,Holy the place, may holy thoughts attend you,Peacefully dreaming!

is solved byCatacomb.

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Offspring of nature and of art, I standChief ’midst the monuments of every land;I may not lengthen life, but IFor centuries forbid to die.The greatest truth in me you meetIs but deception most complete.Unchanged I last the changing crowds among,And as I older grow, I grow too young.

Offspring of nature and of art, I standChief ’midst the monuments of every land;I may not lengthen life, but IFor centuries forbid to die.The greatest truth in me you meetIs but deception most complete.Unchanged I last the changing crowds among,And as I older grow, I grow too young.

Offspring of nature and of art, I standChief ’midst the monuments of every land;I may not lengthen life, but IFor centuries forbid to die.The greatest truth in me you meetIs but deception most complete.Unchanged I last the changing crowds among,And as I older grow, I grow too young.

is solved byA portrait.

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Pronounced as one letter, and written with three,Two letters there are, and two only in me;I’m double, I’m single, I’m black, blue, and gray,I’m read from both ends, and the same either way.

Pronounced as one letter, and written with three,Two letters there are, and two only in me;I’m double, I’m single, I’m black, blue, and gray,I’m read from both ends, and the same either way.

Pronounced as one letter, and written with three,Two letters there are, and two only in me;I’m double, I’m single, I’m black, blue, and gray,I’m read from both ends, and the same either way.

is solved byEye.

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Myfirstis false as false can be;Mynextold ladies wear;Mywhole’smyfirst, as you will see,As false, I do declare.

Myfirstis false as false can be;Mynextold ladies wear;Mywhole’smyfirst, as you will see,As false, I do declare.

Myfirstis false as false can be;Mynextold ladies wear;Mywhole’smyfirst, as you will see,As false, I do declare.

is solved byFalsehood.

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When whole I am indeed a thingTo puzzle you a bit;Though parts of me are hard, at BridgeThe others make a hit;Or you may make a car of some,And fix a head to it.

When whole I am indeed a thingTo puzzle you a bit;Though parts of me are hard, at BridgeThe others make a hit;Or you may make a car of some,And fix a head to it.

When whole I am indeed a thingTo puzzle you a bit;Though parts of me are hard, at BridgeThe others make a hit;Or you may make a car of some,And fix a head to it.

is solved byCharade.

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A word of nine letters explainsHow to mitigate bodily pains;The five vowels are there,And four consonants shareThis function for medical brains.

A word of nine letters explainsHow to mitigate bodily pains;The five vowels are there,And four consonants shareThis function for medical brains.

A word of nine letters explainsHow to mitigate bodily pains;The five vowels are there,And four consonants shareThis function for medical brains.

is solved byInoculate.

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My second guides my first and thirdFor pleasure, trade, and war;My first and second by my thirdAre oft transported far.But when my first my third doth pull,’Tis then his lot is worst;And should my second lack my whole,He’s apt to leave my first.

My second guides my first and thirdFor pleasure, trade, and war;My first and second by my thirdAre oft transported far.But when my first my third doth pull,’Tis then his lot is worst;And should my second lack my whole,He’s apt to leave my first.

My second guides my first and thirdFor pleasure, trade, and war;My first and second by my thirdAre oft transported far.But when my first my third doth pull,’Tis then his lot is worst;And should my second lack my whole,He’s apt to leave my first.

is solved byHorsemanship.

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It is a fact that neithermelonsnorlemonsgrewon elms.

The words in italics have the same letters.

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The completed palindrome, which reads alike from either end,is—

DRAW NO DRAY A YARD ONWARD.

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The schoolboy likes me well,For healthful sport I bring,Yet I can harm create,Though such a little thing:Connubial bliss is form’d by me;My nature is equality.

The schoolboy likes me well,For healthful sport I bring,Yet I can harm create,Though such a little thing:Connubial bliss is form’d by me;My nature is equality.

The schoolboy likes me well,For healthful sport I bring,Yet I can harm create,Though such a little thing:Connubial bliss is form’d by me;My nature is equality.

is solved byMatch.

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What person’s name is doubly evil?Sinbadreminds us of the devil.

What person’s name is doubly evil?Sinbadreminds us of the devil.

What person’s name is doubly evil?Sinbadreminds us of the devil.

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I’m a district near London;If made wrong, I come undone;O’er sweet strings I swift run,Or appear with the bright sun,And though by me fights were won,I can greet you every one.

I’m a district near London;If made wrong, I come undone;O’er sweet strings I swift run,Or appear with the bright sun,And though by me fights were won,I can greet you every one.

I’m a district near London;If made wrong, I come undone;O’er sweet strings I swift run,Or appear with the bright sun,And though by me fights were won,I can greet you every one.

is solved byBow.

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I am my first when seen with you,My next is always bad.A rogue in grain much harm may doAnd make the farmer mad.

I am my first when seen with you,My next is always bad.A rogue in grain much harm may doAnd make the farmer mad.

I am my first when seen with you,My next is always bad.A rogue in grain much harm may doAnd make the farmer mad.

is solved byWeevil.

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When winter comes with frost and cold,My first is welcome, as of old;And though its grip may make you thinner,It helps to cook your Christmas dinner.Let me but hear my next rejoiceAt early dawn with cheerful voice,I haste to find, with eager pleasure,Some specimen of hidden treasure.A traveller my whole may findFar from his English kith and kind;Though some at home, to England’s shame,Are this in fact, if not in name.

When winter comes with frost and cold,My first is welcome, as of old;And though its grip may make you thinner,It helps to cook your Christmas dinner.Let me but hear my next rejoiceAt early dawn with cheerful voice,I haste to find, with eager pleasure,Some specimen of hidden treasure.A traveller my whole may findFar from his English kith and kind;Though some at home, to England’s shame,Are this in fact, if not in name.

When winter comes with frost and cold,My first is welcome, as of old;And though its grip may make you thinner,It helps to cook your Christmas dinner.

Let me but hear my next rejoiceAt early dawn with cheerful voice,I haste to find, with eager pleasure,Some specimen of hidden treasure.

A traveller my whole may findFar from his English kith and kind;Though some at home, to England’s shame,Are this in fact, if not in name.

is solved byHeathen.

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It was to-morrow, andIt will be yesterday;Now it is near at handWhat is it? Who can say?

It was to-morrow, andIt will be yesterday;Now it is near at handWhat is it? Who can say?

It was to-morrow, andIt will be yesterday;Now it is near at handWhat is it? Who can say?

is solved byTo-day.

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My first doth fill with light his father’s eyes,The second shadows all the mother’s brow;My whole all men, all women, girls and boys,Have had, and long to lose, and lost for ever now;But know not, nor can know, when it was lost, and how.

My first doth fill with light his father’s eyes,The second shadows all the mother’s brow;My whole all men, all women, girls and boys,Have had, and long to lose, and lost for ever now;But know not, nor can know, when it was lost, and how.

My first doth fill with light his father’s eyes,The second shadows all the mother’s brow;My whole all men, all women, girls and boys,Have had, and long to lose, and lost for ever now;But know not, nor can know, when it was lost, and how.

is solved byChildhood.

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Complete, though not of human race,A soul in me may dwell;Behead, I held a higher place,Until, like man, I fell.Again behead, and in the songOf Burns I’m all your own;Behead once more, it would be wrongTo find me out when known.

Complete, though not of human race,A soul in me may dwell;Behead, I held a higher place,Until, like man, I fell.Again behead, and in the songOf Burns I’m all your own;Behead once more, it would be wrongTo find me out when known.

Complete, though not of human race,A soul in me may dwell;Behead, I held a higher place,Until, like man, I fell.Again behead, and in the songOf Burns I’m all your own;Behead once more, it would be wrongTo find me out when known.

is solved byTrain,rain,ain,in.

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With head good for naught,And with tail always drunk,You know well what to sayOf the worth of my trunk.First cut off my tail,I am Greek, and I’m not;Then cut off my head,And some Latin you’ve got.Lopping both you know bestWhat remains, as I said,For I really am youIf I lose tail and head!

With head good for naught,And with tail always drunk,You know well what to sayOf the worth of my trunk.First cut off my tail,I am Greek, and I’m not;Then cut off my head,And some Latin you’ve got.Lopping both you know bestWhat remains, as I said,For I really am youIf I lose tail and head!

With head good for naught,And with tail always drunk,You know well what to sayOf the worth of my trunk.First cut off my tail,I am Greek, and I’m not;Then cut off my head,And some Latin you’ve got.Lopping both you know bestWhat remains, as I said,For I really am youIf I lose tail and head!

is solved byOut.

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One guiding eye I needIn running through the gaps;My tail, as on I speed,Is caught in many traps.

One guiding eye I needIn running through the gaps;My tail, as on I speed,Is caught in many traps.

One guiding eye I needIn running through the gaps;My tail, as on I speed,Is caught in many traps.

is solved byA Needle.

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The Chesscharade—

Of all the birds that ever sought a mate,My first is to but one appropriate,So speak the word! nor silence shyly woo.To find my next, go! wander in the Zoo!My whole is a magician of the squares,But Art, with Chess, his best affections shares,So this, indeed, to him may be a lawWhenwinning’shopeless, grandly still todraw.

Of all the birds that ever sought a mate,My first is to but one appropriate,So speak the word! nor silence shyly woo.To find my next, go! wander in the Zoo!My whole is a magician of the squares,But Art, with Chess, his best affections shares,So this, indeed, to him may be a lawWhenwinning’shopeless, grandly still todraw.

Of all the birds that ever sought a mate,My first is to but one appropriate,So speak the word! nor silence shyly woo.To find my next, go! wander in the Zoo!My whole is a magician of the squares,But Art, with Chess, his best affections shares,So this, indeed, to him may be a lawWhenwinning’shopeless, grandly still todraw.

is solved byBoden.

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Though poor and humble was my birthI sit enthroned on high;My footsteps far above the earth,My canopy the sky.O’er toiling subjects thus in stateI bear despotic sway;Yet on them hand and foot I waitAt break and close of day.

Though poor and humble was my birthI sit enthroned on high;My footsteps far above the earth,My canopy the sky.O’er toiling subjects thus in stateI bear despotic sway;Yet on them hand and foot I waitAt break and close of day.

Though poor and humble was my birthI sit enthroned on high;My footsteps far above the earth,My canopy the sky.

O’er toiling subjects thus in stateI bear despotic sway;Yet on them hand and foot I waitAt break and close of day.

is solved byA coachman.

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I am not of flesh and blood,Yet have I many a bone;No limbs, except one leg,And can’t stand on that alone.My friends are many, and dwellIn all lands of the human race;But they poke my poor nose into the mud,And shamefully spatter my face.Thrust me into each other’s ribs,Stick me in gutter and rut;I have never a window, and never a door,Yet I often open and shut.

I am not of flesh and blood,Yet have I many a bone;No limbs, except one leg,And can’t stand on that alone.My friends are many, and dwellIn all lands of the human race;But they poke my poor nose into the mud,And shamefully spatter my face.Thrust me into each other’s ribs,Stick me in gutter and rut;I have never a window, and never a door,Yet I often open and shut.

I am not of flesh and blood,Yet have I many a bone;No limbs, except one leg,And can’t stand on that alone.

My friends are many, and dwellIn all lands of the human race;But they poke my poor nose into the mud,And shamefully spatter my face.

Thrust me into each other’s ribs,Stick me in gutter and rut;I have never a window, and never a door,Yet I often open and shut.

is solved byAn umbrella.

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Before the crown descended onThe head of England’s Queen,Four Kings upon that royal throneOf the same name had been.Now if the signs which marked their nameBe joined unto a beast,We have a food on which the same(A quadruped) will feast.

Before the crown descended onThe head of England’s Queen,Four Kings upon that royal throneOf the same name had been.Now if the signs which marked their nameBe joined unto a beast,We have a food on which the same(A quadruped) will feast.

Before the crown descended onThe head of England’s Queen,Four Kings upon that royal throneOf the same name had been.Now if the signs which marked their nameBe joined unto a beast,We have a food on which the same(A quadruped) will feast.

is solved byGrass.

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Fox’senigma—

I am pretty, and useful in various ways,Though I tempt some poor mortals to shorten their days;Behead me, and then in my place will appearWhat youngsters admire every day in the year;Behead me once more, and without any doubt,You must be what is left if you don’t find it out.

I am pretty, and useful in various ways,Though I tempt some poor mortals to shorten their days;Behead me, and then in my place will appearWhat youngsters admire every day in the year;Behead me once more, and without any doubt,You must be what is left if you don’t find it out.

I am pretty, and useful in various ways,Though I tempt some poor mortals to shorten their days;Behead me, and then in my place will appearWhat youngsters admire every day in the year;Behead me once more, and without any doubt,You must be what is left if you don’t find it out.

is solved byGlass,lass,ass.

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