Guest Posted April 15, 2009 Report Share Posted April 15, 2009 Forgive me, non-mushniks, but I couldn't resist: Ancient am I, doubly shod, abreast of four like beggars plying for your heart; My tiny chant should go unheard, at best, Or worse, my hearers flinch, and fast depart. Would that he with trembling rod wish not that I be ground to pieces in the mill, to never speak a word of worth; forgot. The trio made my life, now me, they kill, For imitation, mockery and guile. I hoped I might be, but there is no room In my noble race for my pathetic while. I'm destined for a cold and unmarked tomb. 'Tis all been said of me, no more to tell. Say now, what I am, and bid farewell. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 15, 2009 Report Share Posted April 15, 2009 Ouch..... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 15, 2009 Report Share Posted April 15, 2009 A rattle snake? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 A rattle snake? Good description, but it's not one of those. You might take a holistic approach. It is a riddle, but . . . Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Shakeepuddn Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 (edited) A lure of some sort, perhaps a worm on a hook?Forgive me, non-mushniks, but I couldn't resist: Ancient am I, doubly shod, abreast of four like beggars plying for your heart; My tiny chant should go unheard, at best, Or worse, my hearers flinch, and fast depart. Would that he with trembling rod wish not that I be ground to pieces in the mill, to never speak a word of worth; forgot. The trio made my life, now me, they kill, For imitation, mockery and guile. I hoped I might be, but there is no room In my noble race for my pathetic while. I'm destined for a cold and unmarked tomb. 'Tis all been said of me, no more to tell. Say now, what I am, and bid farewell. Edited April 16, 2009 by Shakeepuddn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 You might ask the Trio in Quatraine 2. They would surely know what this is. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 A hint, in the spoiler, will prolly give it away: Any one of the three, named in the second stanza, would recognize this thing immediately. They probably wouldn't even have to read the clues. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 A spider? If the trio refered to is the three fates, then they might know of a fellow weaver. Also, it's hard to tell where one sentence ends and the other begins in the first quatrain, but double shod, four abreast could refer to eight legs, yes? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 A spider? If the trio refered to is the three fates, then they might know of a fellow weaver. Also, it's hard to tell where one sentence ends and the other begins in the first quatrain, but double shod, four abreast could refer to eight legs, yes? Good guess, Mereni, but no. I think I did poorly on this one. Perhaps the three quatrains and the couplet should not be separated. They rarely are. Just thought it'd be easier to count. Try again! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 a ghostForgive me, non-mushniks, but I couldn't resist: Ancient am I, doubly shod, abreast of four like beggars plying for your heart; My tiny chant should go unheard, at best, Or worse, my hearers flinch, and fast depart. Would that he with trembling rod wish not that I be ground to pieces in the mill, to never speak a word of worth; forgot. The trio made my life, now me, they kill, For imitation, mockery and guile. I hoped I might be, but there is no room In my noble race for my pathetic while. I'm destined for a cold and unmarked tomb. 'Tis all been said of me, no more to tell. Say now, what I am, and bid farewell. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 a ghost Nope, not yet. But, I suppose . . .One could Google the hint(s) and know right away what this thing is. Like my Mama always said, "Do your best, and be an example of yourself". Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 16, 2009 Report Share Posted April 16, 2009 Corn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 Corn LOL, in a HUGE way! LOOk1e, WOOk1e: WOOk1e - you have NO IDEA how funny that is! No, it's not the answer, but yes, this is Corn! Pure Corn! If this thing is solved, you'll see how amusing your answer is. My bet: People will like your answer better than mine! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 i googled holistic and found it to be some spiritual/emotional/physical healing process. i have no clue how that would fit into your riddle though Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 i googled holistic and found it to be some spiritual/emotional/physical healing process. i have no clue how that would fit into your riddle though Yah, try: Try that with a some of the wording in the hint given in Post #9. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 I think its a zombie or ancient farrow Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 (edited) 3 quatrains and a couple is an english form of stanza, (which he has apparently completed perfectly here, kudos on that!) made popular by Shakespeare somewhat. Also some mention of the Bible and Nostradamus. So where does that leave us? Who's up on the Bible, Nostradamus and/or Shakespeare. Or I'm completely off the path. Edited April 17, 2009 by palmerc7 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 is it poop Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 3 quatrains and a couple is an english form of stanza, (which he has apparently completed perfectly here, kudos on that!) made popular by Shakespeare somewhat. Also some mention of the Bible and Nostradamus. So where does that leave us? Who's up on the Bible, Nostradamus and/or Shakespeare. Or I'm completely off the path. Actually, palmerc7, you are directly on track. Recalling that I'm doubly shod, and abreast with four like others, might help you remember my name. I'm only a cheap imitation of myself. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 Actually, palmerc7, you are directly on track. Recalling that I'm doubly shod, and abreast with four like others, might help you remember my name. I'm only a cheap imitation of myself. A Bref Double... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 before I hurt myself trying to figure this out. Trios in shakespeare, all I can think of are the witches, that doesn't really go anywhere. There are a slew of trios in the bible though, the most famous of which is the Trinity. but also the three wisemen/kings/magi, etc. but of course I'm only thinking "people" here. which is always a mistake in riddles. but doubly shod and abreast of 4 like others.... lol, so there's 5 of us hanging out wearing two shoes. I'll keep thinking about it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 before I hurt myself trying to figure this out. Trios in shakespeare, all I can think of are the witches, that doesn't really go anywhere. There are a slew of trios in the bible though, the most famous of which is the Trinity. but also the three wisemen/kings/magi, etc. but of course I'm only thinking "people" here. which is always a mistake in riddles. but doubly shod and abreast of 4 like others.... lol, so there's 5 of us hanging out wearing two shoes. I'll keep thinking about it. It's not always a mistake. I'll give another clue, hoping this will put this one to rest: I've named my favorite masters, all three - One with wordplay, two, near literally! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 DudleyDude Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 It's not always a mistake. I'll give another clue, hoping this will put this one to rest: I've named my favorite masters, all three - One with wordplay, two, near literally! I think one of the masters is Shakespeare (trembling rod) and one is Wordsworth. Not sure of the 3rd but it's possible "mill" -> Edan St Vincent Millay. These were all famous poets. In particular, they all wrote sonnets. You also mentioned that the quatrains and couple should not be separated. It is in fact a 14 line poem with the same rhyme scheme of a typical English Sonnet. So is "sonnet" the answer? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 I think one of the masters is Shakespeare (trembling rod) and one is Wordsworth. Not sure of the 3rd but it's possible "mill" -> Edan St Vincent Millay. These were all famous poets. In particular, they all wrote sonnets. You also mentioned that the quatrains and couple should not be separated. It is in fact a 14 line poem with the same rhyme scheme of a typical English Sonnet. So is "sonnet" the answer? Way to go, DudleyDude! * Excelsior * Finally! I really thought it was rather obvious; surprised Shakee didn't nail it immediately. I'm sure Shakespeare would refer this sonnet to Milton, to grind up, or to Wordsworth, who would end it promptly. In any event, bad poetry needs an unmarked grave. Thanks, DDude. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Shakeepuddn Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 (edited) Thanks for thinking so highly of my riddle solving skills, and I liked the style of this one butHow your riddle relates to a sonnet. Can I get a clearer explication? There are many, many types of sonnets. Shakespeare's differs from Milton's differs from the Italian originals, differs from the restoration of, differs from modern free verse. I don't get the one abreast of four. Do you mean standard post-Shakespearean rhyme schemes? Do you mean Iambic pentameter stress? Sonnets aren't restricted by such. There are at least three or four different rhyme schemes, including even free-verse, for sonnets, and metric feet has no bearing. I don't get the grinding up in the mill part. Who are the three that created it? Spenser? Milton? Lentini? Howard? Wyatt? Donne? Shakespeare? I'm pretty sure it was created by one Italian poet. I'm stumped . . . still. Oh well. It was well-developed. Maybe spenserian stanzas would have been a good clue! Cheers! And keep 'em coming, even for us Mushniks! Edited April 17, 2009 by Shakeepuddn Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
0 Guest Posted April 17, 2009 Report Share Posted April 17, 2009 So I suppose I automatically qualify as one by asking this question, but what is a Mushnik? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Forgive me, non-mushniks, but I couldn't resist:
Ancient am I, doubly shod, abreast
of four like beggars plying for your heart;
My tiny chant should go unheard, at best,
Or worse, my hearers flinch, and fast depart.
Would that he with trembling rod wish not
that I be ground to pieces in the mill,
to never speak a word of worth; forgot.
The trio made my life, now me, they kill,
For imitation, mockery and guile.
I hoped I might be, but there is no room
In my noble race for my pathetic while.
I'm destined for a cold and unmarked tomb.
'Tis all been said of me, no more to tell.
Say now, what I am, and bid farewell.
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