I know a thousand faces, and count the tailed heads, feasting bright upon the eyes, of many who have died. Wielding well a mighty power, who hath but humble stature. Masses fall upon their knees, to scarce behold my only side. What am I?
I am used to bat with, yet I never get a hit. I am near a ball, yet it is never thrown. What am I?See answer
I have a tongue, but cannot speak.
I have a bed but cannot sleep.
I have four legs but cannot walk.
Yet I move as you do.
What am I?
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