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My first is in wield, sever bones and marrow. My second is in blade, forged in cold steel. My third is in arbalest, and also in arrows. My fourth is in power, plunged through a shield. My fifth is in honor, and also in vows My last will put an end to it all.
Round like a dishpan and smaller than a bathtub. But the ocean can't fill it. What is it?
What has a neck and no head, two arms but no hands?
When the horse strokes the cat, the wood begins to sing.
You can see nothing else, When you look in my face, I will look you in the eye, And I will never lie.
I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.