ango saxon riddles?

Answer 1

I assume you are looking for the text of the 95 riddles of the Exeter book. Links to the texts, with translation, may be found here:

http://www2.kenyon.edu/AngloSaxonRiddles/texts.htm


Description of the Exeter Book (from Britannica.com):

"the largest extant collection of Old English poetry. Copied c. 975, the manuscript was given to Exeter Cathedral by Bishop Leofric (died 1072). It begins with some long religious poems: the Christ, in three parts; two poems on St. Guthlac; the fragmentary "Azarius"; and the allegorical Phoenix.

"Following these are a number of shorter religious verses intermingled with poems of types that have survived only in this codex. All the extant Anglo-Saxon lyrics, or elegies, as they are usually called--"The Wanderer," "The Seafarer," "The Wife's Lament," "The Husband's Message," and "The Ruin"--are found here. These are secular poems evoking a poignant sense of desolation and loneliness in their descriptions of the separation of lovers, the sorrows of exile, or the terrors and attractions of the sea, although some of them--e.g., "The Wanderer" and "The Seafarer"--also carry the weight of religious allegory.

"In addition, the Exeter Book preserves 95 riddles, a genre that would otherwise have been represented by a solitary example. . . . "
http://www.technozen.com/exeter/

(Follow the links on that page for another translation of the riddles)

see also:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Riddle#Ancestry
http://sp.uconn.edu/~mwh95001/riddles/riddles.html

Answer 2

Anglo Saxon riddles? I know one:

As I was going to St Ives,
I met a man with seven wives.
And every wife upon her back,
Had seven cats in a cloth sack.
Every cat had seven kits.
Kits, cats, sacks, wives,
How many were walking to St. Ives?

Answer 3

Heres one Anglo-saxon riddle for u...



Ic eom weorth werum, wide funden
brungen of bearwum ond of burghleothum
of denum ond of durum. Daeges mec waegun
fethre on lifte feredon mid liste
under hrofes hleo. Haeleth mec siththan
bathedan in bydene. Nu ic eom bindere
ond swingere sona weorpe
esne to eorthan hwilum ealdne ceorl.
Sona thaet onfindeth se the mec fehth ongean
ond with maegenthisan minre genaesteth
thaet he hrycge sceal hrusan secan
gif he unraedes aer ne geswiceth
strengo bistolen strong on spraece
maegene binumen; nah his modes geweald
fota ne folma. Frige hwaet ic hatte
the on eor an swa esnas binde
dole aefter dyntum be daeges leohte.


I am worthy to men, widely found
brought from groves and from mountainslopes,
from valleys and from hills. By day wings carried
me in the air, travelled with skill
under the roof's cover. A man then bathed
me in a tub. Now I am a binder
and scourge, soon throw
a man to earth, sometimes an old churl.
Soon he will find, he who struggles against me,
and with violence contends with mine,
that he on his back shall seek the earth,
if he previously desists not from folly,
deprived of strength, powerful in speech,
deprived of might; he has not his mind's power
in feet nor hands. Ask what I am called,
who on earth binds such men,
the foolish, from blows by day's light.

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