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Riddle 45

fol. 112v

Something boneless grows and swells in a corner, and a woman grips it. Same trick as Riddle 44.

1 c on wincle gefrægn weaxan nathwæt,
2 þindan ond þunian, þecene hebban;
3 on þæt banlease bryd grapode,
4 hygewlonc hondum, hrægle þeahte
5 þrindende þing þeodnes dohtor.
Hwæt eom ic? — what am I?

Bread dough, rising under a cloth.