Answer:
My second is performed by my first, and it is thought a thief by the marks of my whole might be caught.
They're up near the sky, on something very tall. Sometimes they die, only then do they fall.
What is often returned, but never borrowed/
I cannot be other than what I am, until the man who made me dies. Power and glory will fall to me finally. Only when he last closes his eyes.
I have many feathers to help me fly. I have a body and head, but I'm not alive. It is your strength which determines how far I go. You can hold me in your hand, but I'm never thrown.
you hold my tail while I fish for you