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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510726" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cold Iron</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid --<br>Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade.<br>"Good!" said the Baron, sitting in his hall,<br>"But Iron -- Cold Iron -- is master of them all."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he made rebellion 'gainst the King his liege,<br>Camped before his citadel and summoned it to siege.<br>"Nay!" said the cannoneer on the castle wall,<br>"But Iron -- Cold Iron -- shall be master of you all!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Woe for the Baron and his knights so strong,<br>When the cruel cannon-balls laid 'em all along;<br>He was taken prisoner, he was cast in thrall,<br>And Iron -- Cold Iron -- was master of it all!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet his King spake kindly (ah, how kind a Lord!)<br>"What if I release thee now and give thee back thy sword?"<br>"Nay!" said the Baron, "mock not at my fall,<br>For Iron -- Cold Iron -- is master of men all."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tears are for the craven, prayers are for the clown --<br>Halters for the silly neck that cannot keep a crown.<br>"As my loss is grievous, so my hope is small,<br>For Iron -- Cold Iron -- must be master of men all!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet his King made answer (few such Kings there be!)<br>"Here is Bread and here is Wine -- sit and sup with me.<br>Eat and drink in Mary's Name, the whiles I do recall<br>How Iron -- Cold Iron -- can be master of men all!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He took the Wine and blessed it. He blessed and brake the Bread,<br>With His own Hands He served Them, and presently He said:<br>"See! These Hands they pierced with nails, outside My city wall,<br>Show Iron -- Cold Iron -- to be master of men all."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Wounds are for the desperate, blows are for the strong.<br>Balm and oil for weary hearts all cut and bruised with wrong.<br>I forgive thy treason -- I redeem thy fall --<br>For Iron -- Cold Iron -- must be master of men all!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Crowns are for the valiant -- sceptres for the bold!<br>Thrones and powers for mighty men who dare to take and hold.<br>"Nay!" said the Baron, kneeling in his hall,<br>"But Iron -- Cold Iron -- is master of men all!<br>Iron out of Calvary is master of men all!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510726" data-title="Cold Iron de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="Gold is for the mistress -- silver for the maid -- Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade. "Good!" said the Baron, sitting in his hall, "But Iron -- Cold Iron -- is master of them all." So he made rebellion 'gainst the ..."></div> </div> </div>
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