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 Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 11:30 am
I just wanted to see if anyone could guess this riddle from the late 1700s early 1800s.
"In camps about the centre I appear; In smiling meadows seen throughout the year;
The silent angler views me in the streams,
And love-sick maidens in their morning dreams;
First in each mob conspicuous I stand,
Proud of the lead, and double in command;
Without my power no mercy can be shown,
Or soft compassion to their hearts be known;
Each sees me in himself, yet all agree
Their hearts and persons have no charms for me;
The chymist proves my virtue upon ore,
For touch'd by me, he changes it to more."
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 1:31 pm
ah, someone has been doing their homework... lol... the answer is eleMentary my dear
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Posted: Mon Dec 20, 2010 10:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 21, 2010 6:04 pm
My My My, What a massively melancholic representation of such an oft maligned answer...
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 4:28 am
How the hell did you find this riddle, but the answer is "M".
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Posted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 7:55 pm
Yup smile found it online. Looked for old riddles.
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