“Swifter than wind?” Finn cried.
“The vigour of woman,” the damsel replied.
“Sweeter than honey?” Finn cried.
“The words of affection,” the damsel replied.
“Ranker than bane?” Finn cried.
“A foeman’s abuse,” the damsel replied.
“More black than the crow?” Finn cried.
“Death is yet blacker,” the damsel replied.
“More sharp than the sword?” Finn cried.
“Woman’s sense at a pinch,” the damsel replied.
“What’s best of all gems?” Finn cried.
“A knife or a dirk,” the damsel replied.
“Softer than down?” Finn cried.
“Love’s palm on your cheek,” the damsel replied.
“A ship for all cargoes?” Finn cried.
“The tongs of the smith,” the damsel replied.
“Whiter than snow?” Finn cried.
“Truth is more white,” the damsel replied.
“How many trees are there?” Finn cried.
“The green and the sere make two,” she replied.