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 foolishtoward unwise ways.
……… Others I restrainfrom profitable paths.
……… But I know not at allthat they, maddened,
……… robbed of their senses,astray in their actions
……… -- that they priase to all menmy wicked ways.
……… Woe to them thenwhen the Most High holds out
……… his dearest giftsif they do not desist
……… from their folly.
Would you guess?
Bede's Ecclesiastical History of the English People