Answer:
A box without hinges, key, or lid yet golden treasure inside is hid. What is it?
Green but not a lizard, white without being snow, and bearded without being a man.
What do you always smell but never smelled you
What is eaten by man, served among many, grown by many, and white as snow?
Gold in a leather bag, swinging on a tree, money after honey in its time. Ills of a scurvy crew cured by the sea, reason in its season but no rhyme.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.