This translation of the eleventh riddle for the Exeter Book is from Paull F. Baum.

 

My garment is darkish. ……… Bright decorations,

red and radiant, ……… I have on my raiment.

I mislead the stupid ……… and stimulate the foolish

toward unwise ways. ……… Others I restrain

from profitable paths. ……… But I know not at all

that they, maddened, ……… robbed of their senses,

astray in their actions ……… -- that they priase to all men

my wicked ways. ……… Woe to them then

when the Most High holds out ……… his dearest gifts

if they do not desist ……… from their folly.

 

Would you guess?

gold

wine

Satan

a plum

Bede's Ecclesiastical History of the English People