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All about the house, with his lady he dances, yet he always works, and never romances.
I sleep by day, I fly by night. I have no feathers to aid my flight.
Used left or right, I get to travel over cobblestone or gravel. Used up, I vie for sweet success, used down, I cause men great duress.
The more of them you take, the more you leave behind. What are they?
What is it that no man ever yet did see, which never was, but always is to be?
They are many and one, they wave and they drum, Used to cover a state, they go with you everywhere.