Anglo-Saxon Riddles of the Exeter Book/75
|Splendidly it hangs by a man’s thigh,
under the master’s cloak. In front is a hole.
It is stiff and hard; it has a goodly place.
When the young man his own garment
lifts over his knee, he wishes to visit
with the head of what hangs the familiar hole
he had often filled with its equal length.
|Wrætlic hongað bi weres þeo|
frean under sceate foran is þyrel
bið stiþ heard stede hafað godne ·
þonne se esne his agen hrægl
ofer cneo hefeð wile þæt cuþe hol
mid his hangellan heafde gretan
þæt he ær oft gefylde