Answer:
Tall when seated, short when standing.
If a man would carry my burden he would break his back I am not rich But leave silver in my track
What always goes to bed with its shoes on?
In all the world, none can compare, to this tiny weaver, his deadly cloth so silky and fair.
A blackbird similar to, but much bigger than a crow
I hold two meanings. With one I may be broken, with the other I hold on. What am I?