A woman, young and lovely, often locked me
in a chest; she took me out at times,
lifted me with fair hands and gave me
to her loyal lord, fulfilling his desire.
Then he stuck his head well inside me,
pushed it upwards into the smallest part.
It was my fate to be filled with something
coarse if that person who possessed me
was virile enough. Now guess my name.
--translated by Kevin Crossley-Holland
The Exeter Book Riddles, translated by Kevin Crossley-Holland,
Penguin Books, ______.
