View source for Exeter Riddle 25

Riddle 25 from the [[Exeter Book]] is one of a class primly known as ''obscene'', as it seems to describe something crude, but really refers to something mundane.

==Translation==

I'm a wonderful thing, women I please,<br>
to neighbours I'm useful, none do I hurt<br>
who abide in my village, but for my slayer.<br>
I grow to great stature, stand in my bed,<br>
under me is hair. Until the time<br>
Some comely lass, a carl's daughter<br>
and haughty maid, holds onto me,<br>
grips my redness, robs me of my head,<br>
fixes me firmly. Feeling at once<br>
what meeting me means in mutual space,<br>
that woman with wound hair. Wet is her eye.<br>

==Original==

Ic eom wunderlicu wiht,  wifum on hyhte,<br>
neahbuendum nyt;  n�ngum sce��e<br>
burgsittendra,  nym�e bonan anum.<br>
Sta�ol min is steapheah,  stonde ic on bedde,<br>
neo�an ruh nathw�r.  Ne�e� hwilum<br>
ful cyrtenu  ceorles dohtor,<br>
modwlonc meowle,  ��t heo on mec gripe�,<br>
r�se� mec on reodne,  reafa� min heafod,<br>
fege� mec on f�sten.  Fele� sona<br>
mines gemotes,  seo �e mec nearwa�,<br>
wif wundenlocc.  W�t bi� ��t eage.

==Answer==

Onion