ENIGMAS AND PUZZLES
The following appeared in the “Newcastle weekly chronicle”
My first is in poverty, but never in riches;
My second is in seam, but never in stitches;
My third is in rags, but never in waste;
My fourth is in speed , but never in haste;
My fifth it is written in the ancient old story;
My sixth is in marching onward to glory;
My whole is the passport to the Kingdom of Heaven,
And all that do seek it to them it is given.
My first is in church, but never in steeple;
My second is in house , but never in people;
My third is in Rome , but not in the Pope;
My fourth is in faith, but never in hope;
My fifth is in song, but never in time;
My sixth is in tune, but never in rhyme;
My seventh is in marriage, but not in the feast;
My eighth is in parson, but not in the priest;
My ninth is in scripture, but not in teaching;
My tenth is in sermon, but not in the preaching;
My whole unto man once in a year
Bringeth glad joy and merry good cheer.
My first is in pleasure gorgeously shining;
My second’s in prison penniless pining;
My third is in everything and wherever you be;
In curious corners my fourth you can see;
My fifth’s in the thoughts of a cute sort of stranger;
My sixth is in safety and also in danger;
My seventh is seen in a nice cheery face;
My eighth it is found in a loose looking place;
My ninth it is seen in all foreign climes;
My tenth is aye seen in the “News” and the “Times”;
My whole unto man, a seamstress, or Queen,
When needed is aye a reliable freen’.
What is aye in the country and aye in the town,
And aye in the Queen’s magnificent crown,
It’s aye in London and Newcastle-on-Tyne,
It’s aye in your stocking ans always in mine.
I’m a little word of letters four,
I’m sought for at every workshop door,
My first in the clouds you can easily trace,
My second is in the sun’s beautiful face;
My third is seen in the bright evening star,
My fourth in the havoc created by war;
My whole it is sought for morn, noon, and night,
It’s the cause of many a terrible fight.
What has travelled the world o’er and o’er,
And entered every mansion house door,
At Buckingham palace it never was seen,
Yet oft times there it saluted the Queen.
