Answer:
This thing runs but cannot walk, sometimes sings but never talks. Lacks arms, has hands; lacks a head but has a face.
Once they sailed the sea, now they surf the web
What is it that no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be?
What surrounds the world, yet dwells within a thimble?
He's dead with a metal bar across his back. When a woman sees him, she is very pleased. This was all perfectly legal. What's going on?
Black we are and much admired. Many seek us if they are tired. We tire the horse, and comfort man, and turn White when we've fulfilled your plan.