1.What has root as nobody sees,
Is taller than trees,
Up, up it does,
And yet it never grows?
2.Thirty white horses on a red hill,
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still.
3.Voiceless it cries,
Wingless flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.
4.An eye in a blue face
Saw an eye in a green face.
"That eye is like to this eye"
Said the first eye,
"But in a low place
Not in a high place."
5.It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, canot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It come first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
6.A box without hinges,key or lid,
Yet a golden treasure inside is hid.
7.Alive without breath,
As cold as death;
Never thirsty, ever drinking,
All in mail never clinking.
8.This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.
Is taller than trees,
Up, up it does,
And yet it never grows?
2.Thirty white horses on a red hill,
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still.
3.Voiceless it cries,
Wingless flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.
4.An eye in a blue face
Saw an eye in a green face.
"That eye is like to this eye"
Said the first eye,
"But in a low place
Not in a high place."
5.It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, canot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It come first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter.
6.A box without hinges,key or lid,
Yet a golden treasure inside is hid.
7.Alive without breath,
As cold as death;
Never thirsty, ever drinking,
All in mail never clinking.
8.This thing all things devours:
Birds, beasts, trees, flowers;
Gnaws iron, bites steel;
Grinds hard stones to meal;
Slays king, ruins town,
And beats high mountain down.
