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 The Royal Riddle Book

My backſide is wood, by belly is good,

My ribs they are lined with leather

My noſe is aſ braſſ, with two sholes in my arſe

And commonly us'd in cold weather

Pair of Chamber Bellows.

A man, and no man, like fury-laid on,

Sir Green that was crowned in ſowre,

With Sir White and Sir Black he ſtood to the back

till all of them he did devour.

A taylor eating a diſh of cucumbers, ſerved

up with peper, ſalt, and vinegar.

To ease men of their care,

I do both rend and tear

Their mother's bowels ſtill:

Yet, for it, there is few,

That ſeem to take it ill.

A Plew, which breaks the bowels of the earth.

It liv'd and dy'd, then after death,

Bereav'd ſome thouſands of their breath,

Aſiſted by a man of grief,

To whom it yielded ſome relief.

The jaw-bone of an aſſ, wherewith Sampſon

ſlew a thouſand men, and was afterwards

relieved himſelf, by water ſpringing from

the fame, when he was in thirſt.

There's many a teeth, but ne'er a tongue,

a thouſand at the leaſt;

They are both eaſt, weft, north and ſouth,

but ſeldom at a feaſt.

Pair of Woolen Cards.