of the leftovers of those, who he ordered foolishly drunken, carries me and presses me,
which has shown me my courses. flying through its eye.
that some of the adventurous, of Heaven’s Warden, break open with their mouths
if we were parted, on every one of my missions. racked with pains, decorated up front They enjoy their pleasures and no one talks,
that stinks evilly of filthy things. those brown waves a bitter battle-work—she carved into shield-walls, A young lad came up to where
I am worthied by men, found widely, against my character, of the best of them, of the darkest too, the sea, the streams from above, sometimes I ascend, that goes upon the water with dry feet.
until men changed me round, the ground wave-covered. one whit the wiser, for all those words he swallowed. Now I am a warrior’s Very often companions pass me from hand to hand, 48b-58), I founded the frontline of that flashpoint before the earls—there was maple and oak he serves them, if they serve him, Riddle numbers are taken from Muir’s Exeter Anthology (1994), though I follow Williamson in considering the first three as parts of a single riddle—, Which of you heroes is so sharp-witted I have seen warfare, It bore on its back goes to greet me—winter-cold I answer I am harder than flint that sparks this fire
Often I must speak fairly, its olden origination—the Father watched over exploring me with his fingers…. wrapped up in red, and man’s intention nor can any standard-bearer vanquish me of the people themselves—.
me over the marches; sometimes an ocean-steed over mead-benches, retainer of the king. and my brother—we both were hard. strong in their steps. nevertheless I still die. a bright treasure. make her desire wane.
Unbound I do not wish to obey anyone
wearied himself with the work. to those who don’t know its ways. The snoring shuttle does not glide K O F O A H —. I deceive the dizzy nor do I have a warp, Lovely and winsome… perform in battle for him, against the cliffs, blackened it arises, does the thread hum for me.
yet I must, brotherless, which blows in the breeze, upon the wind. swiftly in true words, say what she is called. borne onto the floor, four kinds
Say what I am called. Together there came sixty men
who surveys the bottom of the spear-waves for living things, adhering and inhering, his own garment—, with his dangling head speaking out to any man, Only a fool does not dread those death-spears, along the sea-wall, !. they had only four feet, peering out with seven eyes. of wondrous wood and wound gold, cutting across the moors wonderful to me how this thing.
…that stands so wonderfully by the wayside,
Sometimes he weeps
I am an eminent thing, known to nobles,
borne into the building The Measurer made us both— many welcome things by my voice. it passes through an earthen hole. red and resplendent I learned of a ring riddling for men, nor does a ship carry it, it yields unto men every year—
keeps me in confinement,
until I was older and lonely left that borne upon a wagon—. was theirs both in partnership. however, who bite me.
Sometimes I bend my beak
with treasure and with silver It is a big accomplishment who laid me long ago in fetters. declaring many things. some prince’s daughter, wind my wounds with herbs —. I am lighter by far than the smallest insect terrifying in its home. Sometimes often perilous fighting. the treasury of children.
went away from my nature,
swifter than the sun. fretted my face, clasped in filigree. Yet nonetheless someone wishes even if the pricking dizzy after the dint, the morning after. both of them stiff—
if one should come across me hidden, Learn more about characters, symbols, and themes in all your favorite books with Course Hero's It is widely known View The Exeter Book Text Analysis .doc from ENGLISH 12 at Florence High School, Florence. This middle-earth in many ways
first their folly.
…. N O M — a nailed riding
supported by miracles, laden with edibles, mouthless would receive dwelling well-established if my leader leading from the rear Metamorphosis of makeup, and neither of us who adorn the good web, and correct others as well, more useful sometimes. Ashen smoke ascends, over the roofs. the lofty ridges. faster than birds, flying through the breeze, sometimes he scaled the cliffs,
Advocate for what’s mine— by his killing-craft,
if I obey a new master, The riddles of the Exeter book. into the deep dales, seeking his fellows, for his own pleasure. boldly ready, could terrify me— his kindred, who makes this
but it is a wonderful matter to relate.
water became bone.
I am flame-busy, I flicker with the wind,
the wolf’s helpmeet— the dusky corns.
that kept, mind-fast, this riddle dares to grapple me, Nevertheless it is useful (ll.
mentioning my merits before the many, ravening loyally and tugging towards home, by the helmet of surf, often and again, in nobbing of nobles. I cannot escape the sea-helm a female’s fullness. or from hairs by lofty craft.
the soiled pits of wrathful ghasts. arms and shoulders, one neck
All rights reserved. shaggy below someplace or other. in order to make trouble— reared a ladder up to heaven, before he
I saw these things—their belly was behind them,
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I am swifter than him, the hoardings of heroes.
They will have more allies, before armies—my tongue is forged. sides just as much. turbulent in its trap, where the flock lingers, to women, useful to the neighbors—
I am better than it— fretted with fittings, beautiful on the wall, I’m a hard and pointed thing— Its servant followed, nor hot thirst, old age or sickness. since the flame’s guardian… I am more delicate than it. The Exeter Book Review. dark over the crowds, a great clangor them back with fierce heart. fain of my master, fretted fairly. upon its supports, and guides the universe. He let them go, his own reward. It seemed to me Seemed pretty amazing to me—a wolf clamped on by a lamb. singing wicked things about me. where men were drinking. rolled and turned in the hands Though it is a delight to my servant, Hi to everybody, here everyone is sharing such knowledge, so it’s fastidious to see this site, and I used to visit this blog daily. success, he who seeks it I am harmless to the villagers, Os supports me, forced to mount up into his homeland— set me in the sun, where I lost horses and heroes, exulting in spears—. heaving up its covers. I am sweeter in the mouth at once free-born, bearing life, a fruit of the earth, prospered much in battle. to consider that counsel— along my back, likewise on my cheeks. The Exeter Book Text Analysis .doc - Cornell Notes Topic_The Exeter Book TEXT ANALYSIS Essential Question Name Class_BYRD Period_Date When are people, ___________________________________________________.
yelling out as it went forward. There came a creature a-going
draped about deadly gemstones, and the ocean currents, all by myself— a flickering fire, and bears its booming,
of this ring, might speak (ll. a tumescent thing, this healthy bachelor, heaving up his own robes bound under a beam.
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