Answer:
I roam through the lands hoping to rescue my love. I search high and low and will stomp on you if you get in my way!
If a man carries my burden they will get crushed to death. Though not rich I leave silver in my track.
A necessity to some, a treasure to many, I'm best enjoyed among pleasant company. Some like me hot, some like me cold. Some prefer mild, some like me bold. What am I?
small land in water.
I am taken from a mine and shut in a wooden case from which I am never released. Yet I am used by almost everybody. What am I?
Give it food and it will live, give it water and it will die.