50 HOME AMUSEMENTS.

RIDDLE CIII.

BXoucHe for one—too much for two—and nothing
at all for three.

 

RIDDLE CIY.

[™ the frailest and weakest of possible things,
Yet often secure what may overturn kings ;
I’m entrusted with secrets by age and by youth,
And perish before I discover the truth,
Though weak, P’m inflexible—break ere I bend ;—
But Pil mention no more—for I’m at your tongue’s end.

 

RIDDLE CY.
N Gothic towers and palaces I dwell, _
In deep recesses of the hallow’d cell;

In gloomy caves, where man ne’er dared
His form to trust, my plaintive voice is heard.
*Mongst hollow rocks, I take my airy flight,
My form secluded still from mortal sight ;
Bred by the offspring of the human mind,
I to the world an instant passage find.
Yet short the space of time my life can boast,
Born in one moment, in another lost,