The enigma—
If my whole by my second and first you divide,
One more than ten thousand it gives.
In the land of my birth I have dwindled and died,
In museums my memory lives.
is solved by Do-do.
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The paradox—
Though never present, I appear,
Of perfect form a token;
And all that centres round my ear
Is heard, though never spoken.
is solved by the word heard.
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