121
Its belly is linen
Its neck velvet
Its mouth music
Its tail a fork.
122
My second is performed by my first}
And, it is thought,
A thief by the marks of my whole
Might be caught.
123
What is the thing which
Once poured out,
Cannot be gathered again?
124
Two brothers we are, great burden we bear
By which we are bitterly pressed;
In truth we may say, we are full all the day,
But empty when we go to rest.
125
My teeth are sharp,
My back is straight,
To cut things up it is my fate.
What am I?
126
In marble walls as white as milk
Lined with a skin as soft as silk,
Within a fountain crystal clear
A golden apple does appear.
No doors there are to this stronghold—
Yet thieves break in and steal the gold.
127
Violet, indigo, blue and green,
Yellow, orange and red,
These are the colours you have seen
After the storm has fled.
128
To cross the water I'm the way,
For water I'm above;
I touch it not and, truth to say
I neither swim nor move.
129
Hands she has but does not hold,
Teeth she has but does not bite,
Feet she has but they are cold,
Eyes she has but without sight.
Who is she?
130
There was a little green house;
And in the little green house
There was a little brown house;
And in the little brown house
There was a little yellow house;
And in the little yellow house
There was a little white house;
And in the little white house
There was a little white heart.
KEYS:
121. swallow 122. footstep 123. rain 124. pair of shoes 125. saw 126. egg 127. rainbow 128. bridge 129. doll 130. walnut