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Volume:
The Lays of Beleriand
Pages: 284–292
Paragraph count:
304
Token count:
1,895
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p284
XII …
⸤¶In that vast …
⸤¶Fingolfin stood: his …
⸤¶with field of …
⸤¶of crystal shining …
⸤¶In overmastering wrath …
⸤¶desperate he smote …
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⸤¶the Gnomish king, …
⸤¶while endless fortresses …
⸤¶engulfed the thin …
⸤¶of silver horn …
⸤¶His hopeless challenge …
⸤¶Fingolfin there: ‘Come, …
⸤¶dark king, your …
⸤¶Come forth, whom …
⸤¶Come forth, O …
⸤¶and fight with …
⸤¶thou wielder of …
⸤¶thou tyrant leaguered …
⸤¶thou foe of …
⸤¶I wait thee …
⸤¶Then Morgoth came. …
⸤¶in those great …
⸤¶from subterranean throne …
⸤¶the rumour of …
⸤¶of rumbling earthquake …
⸤¶Black-armoured, towering, iron-crowned¶⸥⸤⸥ …
⸤¶he issued forth; …
⸤¶a vast unblazoned …
⸤¶with shadow like …
⸤¶and o’er the …
⸤¶as huge aloft …
⸤¶that hammer of …
⸤¶Grond. Clanging to …
⸤¶down like a …
⸤¶the rocks beneath …
⸤¶a pit yawned, …
⸤¶Fingolfin like a …
⸤¶beneath a cloud, …
⸤¶sprang then aside, …
⸤¶like ice that …
⸤¶his sword devised …
⸤¶to pierce the …
⸤¶With seven wounds …
⸤¶and seven mighty …
⸤¶rang in the …
⸤¶and Angband’s trembling …
⸤¶Yet Orcs would …
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⸤¶of the duel …
⸤¶though elvish song …
⸤¶ere this but …
⸤¶the mighty king …
⸤¶and Thorndor, Eagle …
⸤¶the dreadful tidings …
⸤¶to mourning Elfinesse …
⸤¶Thrice was Fingolfin …
⸤¶to his knees …
⸤¶still leaping up …
⸤¶aloft to hold …
⸤¶his stricken shield, …
⸤¶that dark nor …
⸤¶till all the …
⸤¶in pits about …
⸤¶His feet stumbled. …
⸤¶upon the ground, …
⸤¶a foot like …
⸤¶and he was …
⸤¶one last despairing …
⸤¶the mighty foot …
⸤¶about the heel, …
⸤¶gushed as from …
⸤¶Halt goes for …
⸤¶great Morgoth; but …
⸤¶and would have …
⸤¶to wolves devouring. …
⸤¶that Manwë bade …
⸤¶on peak unscaled …
⸤¶Morgoth to watch, …
⸤¶Thorndor the King …
⸤¶and rending beak …
⸤¶in Bauglir’s face, …
⸤¶on pinions thirty …
⸤¶bearing away, though …
⸤¶the mighty corse, …
⸤¶and where the …
⸤¶far to the …
⸤¶where after Gondolin …
⸤¶embattled city, at …
⸤¶upon a dizzy …
⸤¶in mounded cairn …
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⸤¶he laid upon …
⸤¶Never Orc nor …
⸤¶that pass to …
⸤¶Fingolfin’s high and …
⸤¶till Gondolin’s appointed …
⸤¶Thus Bauglir earned …
⸤¶that his dark …
⸤¶and thus his …
⸤¶but afterward profound …
⸤¶darkling upon his …
⸤¶and thunderous paced …
⸤¶slow building there …
⸤¶the world in …
⸤¶Wielder of armies, …
⸤¶no rest now …
⸤¶his watch and …
⸤¶his spies were …
⸤¶and tidings brought …
⸤¶who fought, who …
⸤¶who wrought in …
⸤¶if maid were …
⸤¶well nigh all …
⸤¶well nigh enmeshed …
⸤¶Doriath only, beyond …
⸤¶woven by Melian, …
⸤¶could hurt or …
⸤¶of things there …
⸤¶A rumour loud …
⸤¶of other movements …
⸤¶among his foes, …
⸤¶from the seven …
⸤¶from Nargothrond, from …
⸤¶gathering his armies …
⸤¶and under tree …
⸤¶these daily came. …
⸤¶amidst his power …
⸤¶of Beren vexed …
⸤¶the aisléd forests …
⸤¶great Huan baying.¶⸥⸤⸥ …
⸤¶Then came word¶⸥⸤3665⸥ …
⸤¶most passing strange …
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⸤¶wild-wandering by wood …
⸤¶and Thingol’s purpose …
⸤¶and wondered, thinking …
⸤¶so fair, so …
⸤¶Boldog, he sent …
⸤¶to Doriath’s march; …
⸤¶sudden upon him: …
⸤¶never one returned …
⸤¶and Thingol humbled …
⸤¶Then his heart …
⸤¶new tidings of …
⸤¶how Thû was …
⸤¶broken and plundered, …
⸤¶his foes now …
⸤¶he feared, till …
⸤¶was half suspect. …
⸤¶the aisléd forests …
⸤¶of Huan baying, …
⸤¶that Gods unleashed …
⸤¶Then Morgoth of …
⸤¶long-rumoured, and in …
⸤¶Fierce hunger-haunted packs …
⸤¶that in wolvish …
⸤¶but demon spirits …
⸤¶and ever wild …
⸤¶in cave and …
⸤¶and endless snarling …
⸤¶From these a …
⸤¶with his own …
⸤¶on fairest flesh …
⸤¶till huge he …
⸤¶no more could …
⸤¶of Morgoth’s self …
⸤¶nor suffer Balrog, …
⸤¶to touch him. …
⸤¶he held beneath …
⸤¶rending flesh and …
⸤¶There deep enchantment …
⸤¶the anguish and …
⸤¶more great and …
⸤¶with fire-red eyes …
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⸤¶with breath like …
⸤¶than any beast …
⸤¶than any beast …
⸤¶that ever in …
⸤¶surpassing all his …
⸤¶the ghastly tribe …
⸤¶Him Carcharoth, the …
⸤¶the songs of …
⸤¶disastrous, ravening, from …
⸤¶of Angband. There …
⸤¶where those great …
⸤¶his red eyes …
⸤¶his teeth are …
⸤¶and none may …
⸤¶nor thrust with …
⸤¶to enter Morgoth’s …
⸤¶Now, lo! before …
⸤¶a slinking shape …
⸤¶that crawls into …
⸤¶and halts at …
⸤¶comes stalking near, …
⸤¶haggard, wayworn, with …
⸤¶and o’er it …
⸤¶a reeling shadow …
⸤¶Such shapes there …
⸤¶this land their …
⸤¶and yet his …
⸤¶is filled, and …
⸤¶‘What grievous terror, …
⸤¶hath Morgoth set …
⸤¶his doors against …
⸤¶Long ways we …
⸤¶the very maw …
⸤¶between us and …
⸤¶we never had. …
⸤¶Thus Beren speaks, …
⸤¶he halts and …
⸤¶afar the horror …
⸤¶Then onward desperate …
⸤¶skirting the black …
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⸤¶where King Fingolfin …
⸤¶alone before the …
⸤¶Before those gates …
⸤¶while Carcharoth in …
⸤¶glowered upon them, …
⸤¶and echoes in …
⸤¶‘Hail! Draugluin, my …
⸤¶’Tis very long …
⸤¶thou camest. Yea, …
⸤¶to see thee …
⸤¶is on thee, …
⸤¶so dauntless, and …
⸤¶ran over wild …
⸤¶with weariness must …
⸤¶’Tis hard to …
⸤¶when Huan’s teeth …
⸤¶have rent the …
⸤¶brings thee back …
⸤¶if Draugluin thou …
⸤¶I would know …
⸤¶‘Who art thou, …
⸤¶to bar my …
⸤¶I fare with …
⸤¶to Morgoth from …
⸤¶Aside! for I …
⸤¶and swift my …
⸤¶Then up that …
⸤¶eyes shining grim …
⸤¶uneasy growling: ‘Draugluin,¶⸥⸤⸥ …
⸤¶if such thou …
⸤¶But what is …
⸤¶slinking as if …
⸤¶Though wingéd creatures …
⸤¶unnumbered pass here, …
⸤¶I know not …
⸤¶I like not …
⸤¶what sneaking errand …
⸤¶thou wingéd vermin, …
⸤¶Small matter, I …
⸤¶or enter, or …
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⸤¶I crush thee …
⸤¶or bite thy …
⸤¶Huge-stalking, noisome, close …
⸤¶In Beren’s eyes …
⸤¶the hair upon …
⸤¶Nought may the …
⸤¶the odour of …
⸤¶in everlasting spring …
⸤¶that glitter silver …
⸤¶in Valinor. Where’er …
⸤¶Tinúviel, such air …
⸤¶From that foul …
⸤¶its sudden sweetness …
⸤¶enchanted dark to …
⸤¶could keep, if …
⸤¶snuffling in doubt. …
⸤¶upon the brink …
⸤¶for battle and …
⸤¶those dreadful shapes, …
⸤¶false Draugluin and …
⸤¶when, lo! a …
⸤¶some power, descended …
⸤¶from race divine …
⸤¶sudden Tinúviel possessed¶⸥⸤⸥ …
⸤¶like inner fire. …
⸤¶she flung aside, …
⸤¶cleaving through night …
⸤¶while sheer, heart-piercing …
⸤¶her voice, as …
⸤¶thrilling, unbearable, unseen¶⸥⸤⸥ …
⸤¶in the cold …
⸤¶by white hands …
⸤¶like all-bewildering, all-enthralling, …
⸤¶all-enfolding evening, falling¶⸥⸤⸥ …
⸤¶from lifted arms, …
⸤¶across those awful …
⸤¶a shadow and …
⸤¶wherein entangled starlight …
⸤¶‘Sleep, O unhappy, …
⸤¶Thou woebegotten, fail …
⸤¶down, down from …
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⸤¶from lust, from …
⸤¶to that oblivion, …
⸤¶the well, the …
⸤¶For one brief …
⸤¶the dreadful doom …
⸤¶His eyes were …
⸤¶he fell like …
⸤¶and tripped goes …
⸤¶Deathlike, moveless, without …
⸤¶outstretched he lay, …
⸤¶had felled a …