The sixth out of seven, In Leviathan’s den, Forbidden by heaven, In the tenth out of ten. To Goethe, I’m yellow, To Shakespeare, I’m green, I see all that you have, And I want what I’ve seen.

I knew much honour. But no longer exists. I knight from the past. Yet in a serie I am called Jack. Now don’t fear my blade, and guess my aid. What am I?

Cloven, clever piper, Eponym to freezing shock, A name long cast in iron, Fits well among the flock

I make you a demon, a monster, a beast, A pale faced jester some like the least. I'm on many heroes super, The corpse of many kings, Tragedy and Comedy: I'm the icon of these things.

I can bind kings and free slaves. I build empires or tear them down, But only if I remain hidden.