I'm obsesd with the barrowwights poem...i know, I'm weird... [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]
Cold be hand and heart and bone
And Cold be sleep under stone
Never more to wake on stony bed
Never, till the sun fails and the moon is dead.
In the black wind the stars shall die-
Still on gold here let them lie
Till the Dark Lord lifts his hand
Over dead sea and withered land.
Kinda depressing, isn't it?..And yes, I know it by heart.
These are my other favorites that I know by heart, but I'm too lazy to write them out now.
Fall of Gil-Galad
Where now are the Dunedain, Elessar, Elessar?
Whatsit... the one Bilbo sings for Frodo before he leaves Rivendell.
The world was young, the mountains green.
There's a few more, but I went to bed really late last night rereading RotK and trying to get through Lost Tales I...*yawn*. I'll probably think of like 8 more tomorrow.
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