Take for my first a quadruped,
Transpose one for my second;
My whole, a biped, quick or dead
Is dainty reckoned.
is solved by Pigeon (one becomes eon).
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Byron’s enigma—
I am not in youth, nor in manhood, nor age,
But in infancy ever am known;
I’m a stranger alike to the fool and the sage,
And though I’m distinguish’d in history’s page
I always am greatest alone.
I am not in earth, nor the sun, nor the moon;
You may search all the sky—I’m not there;
In the morning and evening—though not in the noon—
You may plainly perceive me—for, like a balloon,
I am midway suspended in air.
Though disease may possess me, and sickness and pain,
I am never in sorrow nor gloom;
Though in wit and in wisdom I equally reign,
I’m the heart of all sin, and have long lived in vain,
Yet I ne’er shall be found in the tomb!
is solved by the letter I.
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