Currently on display at St. Mungo’s Retreat, Townhead.
62 (k-d 85)
| Not silent is my hall, nor I myself am loud . . . for us two the Lord ordained our ways together. I am swifter than he and at times stronger; he is more enduring. Often I rest; he must run on. With him is my home all my life long. If we two are parted my death is destined. |
Nis min sele swige ne ic sylfa hlud ymb . . . unc driht scop siþ ætsomne Ic eom swistre þ?n he þragum strengra he þreohtigra · hwilum Ic me reste he sceal yrnan forð Ic him In wunige a þenden Ic lifge gif wit unc gedælað me bið deað witod |
Riddle 62