Answer:
Plant whose name sounds like a dish full of dairy spread.
I weaken all men for hours each day. I show you strange visions while you are away. I take you by night, by day take you back. None suffer to have me, but do from my lack.
What has roots as nobody sees, is taller than trees. Up, up it goes, and yet never grows?
Whoever makes it, tells it not. Whoever takes it, knows it not. Whoever knows it, wants it not
Never alive but practically extinct. How we miss the letters pressing the ribbon of ink. What is it?
People take me on walks and I run and have fun. What am I?