I am round as an apple, deep as a cup. All the King's horses can't pull me up. What am I?
Though I am dark Adam married me.
I go from house to house a messenger small and tight. Whether it rains or snows I sleep outside at night.
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?
You heard me before and then again. Afterward I die, until you call me again. What am I?
I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low and will stomp on you if you get in my way!