I lir en el luitha uren
Farewell sweet earth and northern skyfor ever blest, since here did lie
and here with lissom limbs did run
beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun
Luthien Tinuviel
more fair than mortal tongue can tell
Though all to ruin fell the world
and were dissolved and backwards hurled
unmade into the old abyss,
yet were its making good, for this-
the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
that Luthien for a time should be.
From The Lay of Leithian.
publicadas por Germán @ 3/20/2006 12:30:00 a.m.
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