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Volume:
The Lays of Beleriand
Pages: 183–194
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449
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2,906
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p183
IV …
⸤¶He lay upon …
⸤¶his face upon …
⸤¶aswoon in overwhelming …
⸤¶enchanted of an …
⸤¶seeing within his …
⸤¶the light that …
⸤¶the loveliness that …
⸤¶though all in …
⸤¶Then folded in …
⸤¶he sank into …
⸤¶drowned in an …
⸤¶for parting after …
⸤¶a shadow and …
⸤¶lingered, and waned, …
⸤¶Forsaken, barren, bare …
⸤¶the daylight found …
⸤¶‘Where art thou …
⸤¶the sunlight dark, …
⸤¶Tinúviel, where went …
⸤¶O wayward star! …
⸤¶O flower of …
⸤¶for mortal heart! …
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⸤¶The woods are …
⸤¶‘Ere spring was …
⸤¶And wandering in …
⸤¶he groped as …
⸤¶who seeks to …
⸤¶with faltering hands …
⸤¶And thus in …
⸤¶for that great …
⸤¶the deathless love …
⸤¶too fair for …
⸤¶and in his …
⸤¶the deathless in …
⸤¶and Fate them …
⸤¶of living love …
⸤¶Beyond all hope …
⸤¶at eve, when …
⸤¶the flame of …
⸤¶there trembled the …
⸤¶and from her …
⸤¶of elvenflowers in …
⸤¶Thus Lúthien, whom …
⸤¶no snare, no …
⸤¶might hope to …
⸤¶at the sweet …
⸤¶and thus in …
⸤¶was linked in …
⸤¶in hour enchanted …
⸤¶her arms about …
⸤¶and gently down …
⸤¶his weary head …
⸤¶A! Lúthien, Tinúviel, …
⸤¶why wentest thou …
⸤¶with shining eyes …
⸤¶the twilight glimmering …
⸤¶Each day before …
⸤¶she sought her …
⸤¶until the stars …
⸤¶came glimmering eastward …
⸤¶Then trembling-veiled she …
⸤¶and dance before …
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⸤¶there flitting just …
⸤¶she gently chid …
⸤¶‘Come! dance now, …
⸤¶For fain thy …
⸤¶Come! thou must …
⸤¶than those who …
⸤¶the bitter skies …
⸤¶of marvellous moonlit …
⸤¶In Doriath Beren …
⸤¶new art and …
⸤¶his limbs were …
⸤¶kindled with a …
⸤¶and to her …
⸤¶attuned went dancing …
⸤¶his laughter welled …
⸤¶of music, and …
⸤¶as voices of …
⸤¶where paved with …
⸤¶The year thus …
⸤¶from spring to …
⸤¶Thus fleeting fast …
⸤¶while Dairon watches …
⸤¶haunting the gloom …
⸤¶all day, until …
⸤¶in the fickle …
⸤¶two lovers linked …
⸤¶two shadows shimmering …
⸤¶where lonely-dancing maid …
⸤¶‘Hateful art thou, …
⸤¶May fear and …
⸤¶My flute shall …
⸤¶and mirth shall …
⸤¶music shall perish …
⸤¶and trees stand …
⸤¶It seemed a …
⸤¶upon the waiting …
⸤¶and often murmured …
⸤¶in wonder, and …
⸤¶‘This spell of …
⸤¶What web hath …
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⸤¶It seems the …
⸤¶murmurless Esgalduin doth …
⸤¶the leaves scarce …
⸤¶and soundless beat …
⸤¶This Lúthien heard, …
⸤¶her sudden glances …
⸤¶But Thingol marvelled, …
⸤¶for Dairon the …
⸤¶and sat upon …
⸤¶his grassy throne …
⸤¶of the Queen …
⸤¶upon whose triple …
⸤¶the mightiest vault …
⸤¶from world’s beginning …
⸤¶She stood above …
⸤¶where long slopes …
⸤¶the guarded gates, …
⸤¶of the Thousand …
⸤¶There Thingol sat …
⸤¶save far off …
⸤¶no flute, no …
⸤¶no choirs of …
⸤¶and Dairon coming …
⸤¶silent amid the …
⸤¶Then Thingol said: …
⸤¶thou master of …
⸤¶O magic heart …
⸤¶whose ear nor …
⸤¶what omen doth …
⸤¶What horn afar …
⸤¶what summons do …
⸤¶Mayhap the Lord …
⸤¶and tree-propped halls, …
⸤¶rides his wild …
⸤¶amid the trumpets’ …
⸤¶amid his green-clad …
⸤¶leaving his deer …
⸤¶and emerald forests? …
⸤¶of his great …
⸤¶upon the Western …
⸤¶the woods now …
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⸤¶that here once …
⸤¶beneath the shade …
⸤¶Would it were …
⸤¶hath Tavros left …
⸤¶since Morgoth evil …
⸤¶since ruin fell …
⸤¶and the Gnomes …
⸤¶But if not …
⸤¶And Dairon answered: …
⸤¶No feet divine …
⸤¶where the Shadowy …
⸤¶till many things …
⸤¶and many evils …
⸤¶the guest is …
⸤¶but wait not; …
⸤¶them holds at …
⸤¶but kings see …
⸤¶may guess, and …
⸤¶Where one went …
⸤¶‘Whither thy riddle …
⸤¶the king in …
⸤¶to make it …
⸤¶that earns my …
⸤¶within my woods …
⸤¶a stranger to …
⸤¶But Dairon looked …
⸤¶and would he …
⸤¶and no more …
⸤¶though Thingol’s face …
⸤¶Then Lúthien stepped …
⸤¶‘Far in the …
⸤¶my father,’ said …
⸤¶that groans beneath …
⸤¶Thence came one …
⸤¶in wars and …
⸤¶undying hatred of …
⸤¶the last of …
⸤¶and even hither …
⸤¶within thy woods …
⸤¶through the wild …
⸤¶the last of …
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⸤¶a sword unconquered, …
⸤¶a heart by …
⸤¶No evil needst …
⸤¶of Beren son …
⸤¶If aught thou …
⸤¶then swear to …
⸤¶and I will …
⸤¶a son of …
⸤¶Then long King …
⸤¶while hand nor …
⸤¶and Melian, silent, …
⸤¶on Lúthien and …
⸤¶‘No blade nor …
⸤¶the king then …
⸤¶and news, mayhap, …
⸤¶and words I …
⸤¶Now Thingol bade …
⸤¶save Dairon, whom …
⸤¶what wizardry of …
⸤¶hath this illcomer …
⸤¶Tonight go thou …
⸤¶who knowest all …
⸤¶and watch that …
⸤¶what madness doth …
⸤¶what web from …
⸤¶hath caught thy …
⸤¶that she bid …
⸤¶back whence he …
⸤¶Take with thee …
⸤¶Let naught beguile …
⸤¶Thus Dairon heavyhearted …
⸤¶and the woods …
⸤¶yet needless, for …
⸤¶led Beren by …
⸤¶of mounting moon …
⸤¶and bridge before …
⸤¶and the white …
⸤¶the waiting portals …
⸤¶Downward with gentle …
⸤¶through corridors of …
⸤¶whose turns were …
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⸤¶or flames from …
⸤¶on dragons hewn …
⸤¶with jewelled eyes …
⸤¶Then sudden, deep …
⸤¶the silences with …
⸤¶were shaken and …
⸤¶the birds of …
⸤¶and wide the …
⸤¶as into archéd …
⸤¶Beren in wonder. …
⸤¶like day immortal …
⸤¶of stars unclouded, …
⸤¶A vault of …
⸤¶whose trunks of …
⸤¶like towers of …
⸤¶in magic fast …
⸤¶bearing a roof …
⸤¶in endless tracery …
⸤¶lit by some …
⸤¶of moon and …
⸤¶and each leaf …
⸤¶Lo! there amid …
⸤¶the nightingales in …
⸤¶sang o’er the …
⸤¶while water for …
⸤¶from fountains in …
⸤¶There Thingol sat. …
⸤¶of green and …
⸤¶a host in …
⸤¶Then Beren looked …
⸤¶and stood amazed; …
⸤¶of elvish weapons …
⸤¶Then Beren looked …
⸤¶for Melian’s gaze …
⸤¶and dazed there …
⸤¶and when the …
⸤¶‘Who art thou …
⸤¶that none unbidden …
⸤¶and ever leave …
⸤¶no word he …
⸤¶But Lúthien answered …
⸤¶‘Behold, my father, …
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⸤¶pursued by hatred …
⸤¶Lo! Beren son …
⸤¶What need hath …
⸤¶foe of our …
⸤¶whose knees to …
⸤¶‘Let Beren answer!’ …
⸤¶‘What wouldst thou …
⸤¶thy wandering feet, …
⸤¶How hast thou …
⸤¶or darest thus …
⸤¶unasked, in secret? …
⸤¶’twere best declare …
⸤¶or never again …
⸤¶Then Beren looked …
⸤¶and saw a …
⸤¶and thence was …
⸤¶to Melian’s face. …
⸤¶of wonder dumb …
⸤¶the bonds of …
⸤¶and filled with …
⸤¶in his glance …
⸤¶‘My feet hath …
⸤¶‘here over the …
⸤¶and what I …
⸤¶and love it …
⸤¶Thy dearest treasure …
⸤¶nor rocks nor …
⸤¶nor all the …
⸤¶shall keep that …
⸤¶For fairer than …
⸤¶A daughter hast …
⸤¶Silence then fell …
⸤¶like graven stone …
⸤¶save one who …
⸤¶and one who …
⸤¶Dairon the piper …
⸤¶against a pillar. …
⸤¶there touched a …
⸤¶his eyes were …
⸤¶‘Death is the …
⸤¶O baseborn mortal, …
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⸤¶in Morgoth’s realm …
⸤¶like Orcs that …
⸤¶‘Death!’ echoed Dairon …
⸤¶but Lúthien trembling …
⸤¶‘And death,’ said …
⸤¶had I not …
⸤¶that blade nor …
⸤¶Yet captive bound …
⸤¶unchained, unfettered, shalt …
⸤¶in lightless labyrinth …
⸤¶that coils about …
⸤¶by magic bewildered …
⸤¶there wandering in …
⸤¶thou shalt learn …
⸤¶‘That may not …
⸤¶and through the …
⸤¶‘What are thy …
⸤¶wherein the captive …
⸤¶Twist not thy …
⸤¶like faithless Morgoth! …
⸤¶the token of …
⸤¶that Felagund of …
⸤¶once swore in …
⸤¶who sheltered him …
⸤¶and saved him …
⸤¶on Northern battlefields …
⸤¶death thou canst …
⸤¶but names I …
⸤¶of baseborn, spy, …
⸤¶Are these the …
⸤¶Proud are the …
⸤¶to see the …
⸤¶in Beren’s ring. …
⸤¶as eyes of …
⸤¶beneath a golden …
⸤¶that one upholds …
⸤¶the badge that …
⸤¶and Felagund his …
⸤¶His anger was …
⸤¶and dark thoughts …
⸤¶though Melian the …
⸤¶and whispered: ‘O …
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⸤¶Such is my …
⸤¶shall Beren be …
⸤¶from these deep …
⸤¶yet wound with …
⸤¶But Thingol looked …
⸤¶‘Fairest of Elves! …
⸤¶children of little …
⸤¶mortal and frail, …
⸤¶shall they then …
⸤¶his heart within …
⸤¶thy ring,’ he …
⸤¶But to win …
⸤¶a father’s deeds …
⸤¶nor thy proud …
⸤¶A treasure dear …
⸤¶but rocks and …
⸤¶from all the …
⸤¶do keep the …
⸤¶Yet bonds like …
⸤¶affright thee not. …
⸤¶Bring me one …
⸤¶from Morgoth’s crown, …
⸤¶may Lúthien set …
⸤¶then shalt thou …
⸤¶Then Thingol’s warriors …
⸤¶they laughed; for …
⸤¶had Fëanor’s gems …
⸤¶the peerless Silmarils; …
⸤¶alone he made …
⸤¶in the land …
⸤¶and there in …
⸤¶they shone like …
⸤¶in the great …
⸤¶while Glingal flowered …
⸤¶yet lit the …
⸤¶where the Shadowy …
⸤¶ere Morgoth stole …
⸤¶seeking their glory …
⸤¶ere sorrows fell …
⸤¶ere Beren was …
⸤¶ere Fëanor’s sons …
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⸤¶their dreadful oath. …
⸤¶their beauty was …
⸤¶in Morgoth’s dungeons …
⸤¶His iron crown …
⸤¶and gleam above …
⸤¶treasured in Hell …
⸤¶more than his …
⸤¶could touch them, …
⸤¶upon their magic. …
⸤¶of Orcs with …
⸤¶encircled him, and …
⸤¶and everlasting gates …
⸤¶who wore them …
⸤¶Then Beren laughed …
⸤¶in bitterness, and …
⸤¶‘For little price …
⸤¶their daughters sell …
⸤¶and things of …
⸤¶thy bidding I …
⸤¶On Beren son …
⸤¶thou hast not …
⸤¶Farewell, Tinúviel, starlit …
⸤¶Ere the pale …
⸤¶I will return, …
⸤¶with any jewel …
⸤¶but to find …
⸤¶a flower that …
⸤¶Bowing before Melian …
⸤¶he turned, and …
⸤¶of guards about …
⸤¶and his footsteps …
⸤¶in the dark …
⸤¶thou sworest, father! …
⸤¶to blade and …
⸤¶in Morgoth’s dungeons …
⸤¶said Lúthien, and …
⸤¶sprang in her …
⸤¶clutched at her …
⸤¶and later remembered …
⸤¶whereafter Lúthien no …
⸤¶Then clear in …
⸤¶of Melian: ‘Counsel …
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⸤¶O king!’ she …
⸤¶lose not their …
⸤¶that Beren failed …
⸤¶Well for thee, …
⸤¶a dark doom …
⸤¶‘I sell not …
⸤¶said Thingol, ‘whom …
⸤¶I cherish; and …
⸤¶that Beren should …
⸤¶to the Thousand …
⸤¶he should not …
⸤¶or light of …
⸤¶But Melian smiled, …
⸤¶as of far …
⸤¶for such is …