Answer:
I was not born but I am here. I have no name but I am given many. I was made by science and life
I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
When young I am sweet in the sun. When middle-aged I make you gay. When old I am valued more than ever.
The 8 of us go forth and back to protect our king from a foes attack
Six letters do my name compound; among the aged oft I'm found; The shepherd also by the brook hears me when Leaning on his crook; but in the middle me divide and take the half on either side each backward read a liquor tell ev'ry gay toper knows it well.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?