FIRST RIDDLE
Voiceless it cries, wingless flutters, toothless bites,
mouthless mutters.
SECOND RIDDLE
It
cannot be seen, cannot be felt, cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills, and empty holes it fills. It
comes first and follows after, ends life and kills
laughter.
THIRD
RIDDLE
Alive
without breath, as cold as death, never thirsty, ever drinking, all
in mail never clinking.
FOURTH RIDDLE
A box
without hinges, key or lid, yet golden treasure inside is
hid.
FIFTH
RIDDLE
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.