"The Child we seek doesn't need our gold. On love, on love alone he will build his kin(g)dom. His pierc'ed hand will hold no scepter, his haloed head will wear no crown; his might will not be built on your toil. Swifter than lightning he will soon walk among us. He will bring us new life and receive our death, and the keys to his city belong to the poor." from
Amahl and the Night Visitors by Gian Carlo Menotti
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