*I haven't done word-to-word translation of Lúthien Tinúviel in the verse to follow. Gazukh the Slobberer (rendered to 'of Slobber') is what
ME Name generator returned for Lúthien Tinúviel.*
Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
for ever blest, since here did lie
and here with lissom limbs did run
beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun,
Lúthien Tinúviel
more fair than mortal tongue can tell.
Though all to ruin fell the world
and were dissolved and backward hurled
unmade into the old abyss,
yet were its making good, for this-
the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
that Lúthien for a time should be.
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We dread foul dump and we despise!
We spit and curse, for here will rise
And hence with heavy foot will stump
Smog-wrapped son of city dump
Ghazukh of Slobber!
The loathsome fang, the beast, the robber!
Though all to beauty came at last
Though fields may bloom, be ended fast
And things and creatures live at peace
His being will marr expected bliss
His creeping claw, his crushing foot
Will ever seek for death and loot!