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Crowns are for the valiant — sceptres for the bold!
Throne and power for mighty men who dare to take and hold.
Gold is for the mistress — silver for the maid —
Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade.
Tears are for the craven, prayers are for the clown —
Halters for the silly neck that cannot keep a crown.
Wounds are for the desperate, blows are for the strong.
Balm and oil for weary hearts all cut and bruised with wrong.
Good! said the Baron sitting in his hall,
For Iron — Cold Iron — is master of them all.
(Edited for clarity. 😉 )