Riddle-Poems-modern - английские загадки
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Riddle: Screaming, soaring / seeking sky Flowers of fire / flying high Eastern art / from ancient time Name me now / and solve this rhyme
Answer: : Fireworks.
Riddle: Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, Money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, Reason in its season but no rhyme.
Answer: : Orange — which has no rhyme in English.
Riddle: I march before armies / a thousand salute me My fall can bring victory / but no one would shoot me; The wind is my lover / one-legged am I Name me and see me / at home in the sky.
Answer: : A flag or banner.
Riddle: A singular pun: in the plural, impotent, Yet it breathes life into the dead. Fifty thousand wizards are liege to it, Yet it is yours to command. It is storming the gates of the empire! Gates is storming back.
Answer: : Unix (pun for `Eunuchs’).
Riddle: My step is slow / the snow’s my breath I give the ground / a grinding death My marching / makes an end of me Slain by sun / or drowned in sea.
Answer: : A glacier.
Riddle: A slow, solemn square-dance Of warriors feinting. One by one they fall, Warriors fainting, Thirty-two on sixty-four.
Answer: : A chess game.
Riddle: I am always at your side. To a slab my tail is tied And my eyes are both inside my belly. Tickle my back, one/two/three! Wisdom and folly are yours to see.
Answer: : A computer mouse.
Riddle: Twigs but no roots / leaves but no shoots; Faring forever / over the sand. Filmmakers love me / but ranchers, they hate me. I came here from Russia / isn’t life grand?
Answer: : Tumbleweed, aka Russian thistle.
Riddle: Wings on the water / wonder in motion, A beak of brass / apt for brawling. But fear and foulness / fill my belly, Pity all / who ache inside me; Whip-stung, woeful / weak and weary.
Answer: : A war galley (classical poets often analogized the oars to wings).
Riddle: Billions of my brothers / bathe all things you see; You live in time and space / but time is naught to me. My nature has two faces / two syllables my name; To find the law that binds me / forget your reference frame.
Answer: : Photon (both wave and particle).
Riddle: It roars like thunder, And rises higher, While breathing fire, This wingless wonder.
If it leaves its cave, Drags us in its tail, Over hill and dale, Then you must be brave.
Early morning flight, Silently it flies, Slowly in the skies. Hides before the night.
My kingdom at least, To the brave young knight, If you name it right. What is this huge beast?
Answer: : A hot-air balloon.
Riddle: A hundred brothers lie next to each other; Each white and fine — they’ve only one spine. I am the tongue that lies between two. Remove me to gather their wisdom to you.
Answer: : Bookmark between the pages of a book.
Riddle: I am a promise on the night wind, and a warning under red skies. You can make me with electrodes, but my nature is wild. And yet — I am your shield against the sun Who am I?
Answer: : Ozone.
Riddle: I have split the one into five. I am the circle that few will spy. I am the path that breaks and gives. I am the bow no man may bend.
Answer: : The rainbow (the “five” are the spectral colors).
Riddle: I’m that which is seen only in darkness, Swiftest of all, and near as old as time; Day’s distant brother; fire and faintness, I light without shadow — can you solve this rhyme?
Answer: : Starlight.
Riddle: I’m a twisting path, An endless track; Walk straight on my face You come to my back.
Answer: : A mobius strip.
Riddle: Aged, at ninety, yet healthy and hale, praise be to Moses, my most honored father Seldom I’m called, but more seldom I fail - Silent, I am, till I speak for my master.
Answer: : The .45ACP pistol, invented by John Moses Browning in 1911.
Riddle: Oak and hazel are my aunts, though I am not their kin. My cousin grows in pod on vine; I often have a twin. My shape is like the sands of time contained within a glass. I have no legs, instead a shell; I dwell beneath the grass.
Answer: : A peanut.
Riddle: I am the teeth of the mouth of the earth Darkness and water attended my birth Softly and slowly extended in time Name me and know me, solving this rhyme
Answer: : Stalactites and stalagmites.
Riddle: I bear the name of clansmen proud and free My saw-edged teeth cut better than a tear From me you take a binding hard to see I spin around a hub that isn’t there
Answer: A scotch-tape dispenser.
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