Riddle 25
translation by Yvonne
Rathbone
©2002
Old English In Translation
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Rune Poem
Riddle
7
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12
Riddle
25
Riddle
47
Remember the joke: "What word starts with f and ends with -uck?"
The Anglo-Saxons loved this kind of joke...
I am a wondrous thing, a joy to women
a boon to neighbors, I disturb no none
except my slayer
My base is very high, I always stand in bed
all hairy underneath, sometimes one dares
offence, freeman's daughter fair
stout hearted virgin, seizes me
attacks me red, plunders my head
fixes on me fastly. Soon feels
my conflict's forcing me in
the woman with plaited locks, her eyes moisten
