RIDDLES. 79

RIDDLE CLXIV.

I HAVE three points for your discussion,
Which men oft think to convey much on;

(This rhyme is somewhat Hudibrastic,

And warrants critic’s lash elastic;

But, lest the riddle cool the while,

Pray pass it over with a smile:)

And yet by entering the head,

Not much of wisdom thence is bred;

Although, to give to them their due,

Tl this avow: ‘tween me and you,

By means of them the brain is strengthen’d,

And life by quick digestion lengthen’d.

 

RIDDLE CLXY.

GOMETHING—nothing—as you use me;
Small or bulky, as you choose me;

Short-lived child of grief and pain,

Live for a moment—die again.

Eternity I bring to view,

The sun, and all the planets too:

The moon and I may disagree,

But all the world resembles me.