At the sound of me, men may dream,
Or stamp their feet.
At the sound of me, women may laugh,
Or sometimes weep.
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At the sound of me, men may dream,
Or stamp their feet.
At the sound of me, women may laugh,
Or sometimes weep.
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Lovely and round,
I shine with pale light,
grown in the darkness,
A lady’s delight.
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As a whole, I am both safe and secure.
Behead me, and I become a place of meeting.
Behead me again, and I am the partner of ready.
Restore me, and I become the domain of beasts.
What am I?
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What does man love more than life
Fear more than death or mortal strife
What the poor have, the rich require,
and what contented men desire,
What the miser spends and the spendthrift saves
And all men carry to their graves?
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I build up castles.
I tear down mountains.
I make some men blind,
I help others to see.
What am I?
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