Answer:
What is it that no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be?
I scribble forms of the finest letter, And repel elements of the harshest weather. I am an arrow-aimer and a dust-breaker.
I have two hands but cannot clap
Only two backbones and thousands of ribs.
I have three hundred cattle, with a single nose cord
What is so fragile that saying its name breaks it?