Quotes Cold Iron

July 9th to 15th


Then he made a sword—a dark grey, wavy-lined sword—and I blew the fire while he hammered. By Oak, Ash, and Thorn, I tell you, Weland was a Smith of the Gods! He cooled that sword in running water twice, and the third time he cooled it in the evening dew, and he laid it out in the moonlight and said Runes (that’s charms) over it, and he carved Runes of Prophecy on the blade.


This is from “Weland’s Sword“, the first of the Puck storues.

He tells  the children how Hugh, a young Saxon, does a service for Weland, one of the Old Gods.  In return he makes him a small, which plays ia part in part in several later tales.

Iron, from which the steel of the sword  is made, is also a powerful magical theme in yje stories of Old England.

“The virtue of the Ring is only that he must go among folk in housen henceforward, doing what they want done, or what he knows they need, all Old England over. Never will he be his own master, nor yet ever any man’s. He will get half he gives, and give twice what he gets, till his life’s last breath; and if he lays aside his load before he draws that last breath, all his work will go for naught.”


Thus is from “Cold Iron”  in Pyck of Pook’s Hill

Sir Huin and his Lady have a Boy  for whom they have great hopes. But they know  that hus destiny  will be decided the first time he touched Col Iron.

He has just found a slave ring, made by Thor,  and pot it round his neck.

Back behind of her there’s steeples settin’ beside churches, an’ wise women settin’ beside their doors, an’ the sea settin’ above the land, an’ ducks herdin’ wild in the diks’ (he meant ditches). ‘The Marsh is justabout riddled with diks an’ sluices, an’ tidegates an’ water-lets. You can hear ’em bubblin’ an’ grummelin’ when the tide works in ’em, an’ then you hear the sea rangin’ left and right-handed all up along the Wall.


This is from “Dymchurch Flit” in Puck of Pook’s Hill

The reign  of Henry the Eighth and his successors was a time of religious conflict, of image-breaking, and burnings and persecution. The Poeple of the Hulls cannot bear to stay in Old England, and they have come to the strange eeerie landscape of Romney Marsh, on the south coast   [f England,, to find a boat to take then away to France.

The story tells how they seek the help of the Widow Whitgift, a wise woman, who lends them her sons, one blind and the other dumb, to take them over and never tell the tale.