Riddle 41 is brought to you by the very clever and talented Helen Price. Helen recently finished her PhD at the University of Leeds, and she’s currently working on ecocritical approaches to water in medieval and modern Icelandic literature. Didn’t I say she was clever? I’m positively green with envy.
Take it away, Helen!
þæt is moddor monigra cynna,
þæs selestan, þæs sweartestan,
þæs deorestan þæs þe dryhta bearn
5 ofer foldan sceat to gefean agen.
Ne magon we her in eorþan owiht lifgan,
nymðe we brucen þæs þa bearn doð.
Þæt is to geþencanne þeoda gehwylcum,
wisfæstum werum, hwæt seo wiht sy.
that is mother of many kins,
of the best, of the darkest,
the dearest that the children of the multitudes
5 over the surface of the earth rejoice to own.
We cannot, by any means, live here on earth
unless we enjoy what those children do.
That is something to think about for every nation,
for men who are wise of mind, what that creature may be.
Highlight the box with your cursor to reveal the possible solutions: Water, Wisdom, Creation