Answer:
As I walked along the path I saw something with four fingers and one thumb, but it was not flesh, fish, bone or fowl.
My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow. My second is in blade, forged in cold steel. My third is an arbalest, and also in arrows. My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield. My fifth is in honor, and also in vows. My last will put an end to it all.
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
You saw me where I never was and where I could not be. And yet within that very place, my face you often see.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.