The Bookworm Riddle – a translation from Old English

Bookworm – Riddle 47 – from The Exeter Book

 

A moth ate words. When I heard about this wonder,

It seemed to me a curious thing, that the worm gobbled

The sayings of some unnamed man,

That the thief in the dark stole his glorious speeches,

The foundation of their mighty meanings.

But – the thieving guest was not one whit the wiser

For having swallowed all those words.

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