Answer:
I need to be taken from you before you can have me.
I fly to any foreign parts assisted by my spreading wings. My body holds an hundred hearts Nay I will tell you stranger things when I am not in haste I ride and then I mend my pace anon.
Born of sorrow, grow with age, you need a lot of me to be a sage. What am I?
I have two eyes in the front and a lot of eyes on my tail
What goes up but never comes down?
We hurt without moving. We poison without touching. We bear the truth and the lies. We are not to be judged by our size.What are we?