RIDDLES. 85

. RIDDLE CLXXVI.

HERE was a thing a full month old,
‘When Adam was no more;
But ere that thing was five weeks old,
Adam was years five score.

 

RIDDLE CLXXVII.

FIRST am found belonging to a god,

With rapid pinions and a twisted rod;

In story next, ’tis said, that I possess

The power of crowning wishes with success.

Upon the scholar I appropriate sit,

Ensign of Jearning, and the badge of wit:

But, what is strange, though not more strange than
true,

Tm also call’d the badge of folly too.

I give the soldier half his martial air,

And I improve and decorate the fair.

These are my partial triumphs during day ;

At night, I boast an universal sway;

If in the morning many seem to scout me,

It’s pretty certain they'll not sleep without me.