Past riddles

Black in a deck, a bouncer at the door, a weapon in the wild, and a swinger on the green.

I eat wood but never hunger; my teeth are counted though I have no jaw. What am I?

I can be carved to honour a face, or called when a raid takes place.

I sit in a deck but steal the show, I grin at courts yet bring the woe. Wild in play, wild...

I drink from one end and give from the other. What am I?

I can set a limb, choose the players, or fling a net. What am I?

Perched in stone, I watch the rain go by; carved to scare, I never blink an eye. What am I...

I wake without a sound, climb without feet, lift bread and crowds alike—what am I?

I hold what some hide and others seek; my lid may lock, my heart may beat. What am I?

I am a small step where neighbours meet, or the action taken to lower your height.