Answer:
Thousands lay up gold within this house, But no man made it. Spears past counting guard this house, But no man wards it.
My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow. My second is in blade, forged in cold steel. My third is an arbalest, and also in arrows. My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield. My fifth is in honor, and also in vows. My last will put an end to it all.
Man walks over, and man swims under. In times of war, it can be burned asunder. What is it?
To cross the water I'm the way, for water I'm above. I touch it not and, truth to say, I neither swim nor move.
What can be measured but not seen?
I flow from the Homerβs mouth when he sees doughnuts.