An Elven-maid there was of old, A shining star by day: Her mantle white was hemmed with g… Her shoes of silver-grey. A star was bound upon her brows,

We knew that land once, You and I… and once we wandered there in the long days now long gone by, a dark child and a fair. Was it on the paths of firelight t…

“The leaves were long, the grass w… The hemlock-umbels tall and fair, And in the glade a light was seen Of stars in shadow shimmering. Tinuviel was dancing there

Far over the Misty Mountains cold… To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our pale enchanted gold. The dwarves of yore made mighty sp…

Eärendil was a mariner that tarried in Arvernien; he built a boat of timber felled in Nimbrethil to journey in; her sails he wove of silver fair,

Grim was the world and grey last n… The moon and stars were fled, The hall was dark without song or… The fires were fallen dead.

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wi… Deep roots are not reached by the… From the ashes a fire shall be wok…

In western lands beneath the Sun The flowers may rise in Spring, The trees may bud, the waters run, The merry finches sing. Or there maybe 'tis cloudless nigh…

“It was early and still in the nig… And few were the stars, and far wa… The drowsy trees drooping, and sil… Shadows woke under them while they… I stole to the window with stealth…

The Man in the Moon had silver sh… And his beard was of silver thread… He was girt with pure gold and ina… With gold about his head. Clad in silken robe in his great w…

I am off down the road Where the fairy lanterns glowed And the little pretty flitter-mice… A slender band of gray It runs creepily away