RIDDLE #01
"This is as light as a feather, yet no man can hold it for long. What is it?"
RIDDLE #02
I pass before the sun, yet make no shadow. What am I?
RIDDLE #03
What can go up a chimney down, but cannot go down a chimney up?
RIDDLE #04
This old one runs forever, but never moves at all. He has not lungs nor throat, but still a mighty roaring call. What is it?
RIDDLE #05
Mountains will crumble and temples will fall, and no man can survive its endless call. What is it?
RIDDLE #06
I am not alive, but I grow; I don't have lungs, but I need air; I don't have a mouth, but water kills me. What am I?
RIDDLE #07
Black I am and much admired, men seek me until they're tired. When they find me, they break my head, and take from me my resting bed. What am I?
RIDDLE #08
Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn, I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old, then valued for my hardened gold. What am I?
RIDDLE #09
They have not flesh, nor feathers, nor scales, nor bone. Yet they have fingers and thumbs of their own. What are they?
RIDDLE #10
What can be heard and caught but never seen?
