Scoil: Newtown (uimhir rolla 3275)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. A Collection of Riddles (ar lean)

   

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   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   the seeds were black and the ground was white riddle me that and I will give you my pipe? Pen and ink and white paper. Ink and under a bank ten drawing four? Milking a cow.

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2. A Collection of Riddles

   

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   A beautiful maid, in a garden was laid. 'Twas the first time in life she became a wife, And she died before she was borne. Eve.
   A clipper of ditches, a cutter of thorns, A little brown cow with two leather horns? A hare.
   One was watching everything while the other heard. Each with the other never spoke, yet they told a third. Even then before he heard everything he knew, He indeed without a word told them what to do. Who were they? The eye, ear and brain.
   It grows in the wood and it sounds in the town, and it earns its master many a pound? A fiddle.
   From the Heavens it falls, on earth it begins, no body on earth could show such a skin; its as light as a

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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