[Orofaniel]

I like this one....

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say

And this:

This song is from LOTR ; when Tom met the Hobbits in the Old Forest

Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!
Ring a dong! hop along! fallal the willow!
Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!
Hey! Come merry dol! My darling!
Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling.
Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight,
Waiting on the doorsep for the cold starlight,
There my pretty lady is, River-woman's daughter,
Slender as the willow-wand, clearer then the water.
Old Tom Bombadil water lilies bringing
Comes hopping home again. Can you hear him singing?
Hey! come merry dol! derry dol! and merry-o,
Goldberry, Goldeberry, merry yellow berry-o!
Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your roots away!
Tom's in a hurry now. Evening will follow day.
Tom's going home again water-lilies bringing.
hey! come merry dol! Can you hear him singing?
Hop along , my little friends, up the Withywindle!
Tom's going on ahead candles for the kindle.
Down vest sinks the Sun: soon will you be groping,
When the night-shadows fall, then the door will open,
Out of the window-panes light willtwinkle yellow.
fear no alder black! Heed no hoary willow!
Fear neither root nor bough! Tom goes on before you.
Hey now! merry doll! We'll be waiting for you!
Hey! come merry dol! Hop along, my hearties!
Hobbits! Ponies all! We are fond of parties.
Now let the fun begin! Let us sing together!
Now let the son begin! Let us sing together
Of sun, stars moon and mist, rain and cloudy weather,
Light on the budding lesf, dew on the feather,
Wind on the open hill, bells on the heather,
Reeds by the shady pool, lilies on the water:
Old Tom Bombadil and the river-daughter!

And there are more, but I don't have the time to write them. Oh, well, one more:

Tree rings for the elven kings undere the sky,
Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

And I've got more.....belive me....Don't have the time though.... [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img] [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img] [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img] [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]

~Orofâniel~