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05-11-2005, 03:37 PM

One song parody not included so far is the operatic aria.

Scene: Rivendell, as the Fellowship prepare to take the Ring south.

Elrond sees them off with this rousing aria by Mozart.

(Parody of 'Non piu andrai' from 'The Marriage of Figaro')

ELROND

(addressing ARAGORN)

Sheath your sword, hit the road, go on, leave us!
Say goodbye to the Elves and Imladris.
Though I know that your hurting is grievous,
March away anyway without fear!
Though I know that your hurting is grievous,
March away anyway without fear!

(addressing LEGOLAS, GIMLI and BOROMIR)

No more rancour between your races

Put your weapons through their paces

Have your bows and axes tempered
Have your daggers for the Orcs
Have your daggers for the Orcs

(Sheath your sword... you must leave us ... sheathe your sword .. march away)

(addressing the HOBBITS)
Say goodbye to the inns in the Shire now,
No more gardens or Cider with Rosie,
All your hearts must be full of new fire now,
as the Ring makes its way to Mount Doom.
All your hearts must he full of new fire now,
as the Ring makes its way to Mount Doom.

(addressing GIMLI and LEGOLAS)
You, a Dwarf, all drunk and swearing,
hew down Uruks, prove your daring,
You, an Elf-prince, keep on firing
with your arrows, never tiring.
It's an honour—defend the West now,
but alas, no hope of rest now!
(no hope of rest now, no hope of rest now)

(addressing the HOBBITS)
‘Stead of pints at the Green Dragon,
You’ll be marching without flagging!

(addressing Company)
Gaining courage, with that training,
When it’s sunny, when it’s raining,
You’ll have many perils pressing,
Though I know you’ll brook no messing
I will give my final blessing,
Speed ye on towards Mordor !

(You must leave us.., sheath your sword.... march away)

(Addressing ARAGORN)
Act the King, play the role you were born for
Say goodbye to your days as a Ranger.
For the sake of the memory of Gondor,
For the future of all Middle-Earth !
For the sake of the memory of Gondor,
For the future of all Middle-Earth !

Elessar, go on to glory,
as the monarch of Gondor !
as the monarch of Gondor !

05-11-2005, 03:37 PM	#96
Mark K Guest Posts: n/a	Middle-Earth goes Mozart One song parody not included so far is the operatic aria. Scene: Rivendell, as the Fellowship prepare to take the Ring south. Elrond sees them off with this rousing aria by Mozart. (Parody of 'Non piu andrai' from 'The Marriage of Figaro') ELROND (addressing ARAGORN) Sheath your sword, hit the road, go on, leave us! Say goodbye to the Elves and Imladris. Though I know that your hurting is grievous, March away anyway without fear! Though I know that your hurting is grievous, March away anyway without fear! (addressing LEGOLAS, GIMLI and BOROMIR) No more rancour between your races Put your weapons through their paces Have your bows and axes tempered Have your daggers for the Orcs Have your daggers for the Orcs (Sheath your sword... you must leave us ... sheathe your sword .. march away) (addressing the HOBBITS) Say goodbye to the inns in the Shire now, No more gardens or Cider with Rosie, All your hearts must be full of new fire now, as the Ring makes its way to Mount Doom. All your hearts must he full of new fire now, as the Ring makes its way to Mount Doom. (addressing GIMLI and LEGOLAS) You, a Dwarf, all drunk and swearing, hew down Uruks, prove your daring, You, an Elf-prince, keep on firing with your arrows, never tiring. It's an honour—defend the West now, but alas, no hope of rest now! (no hope of rest now, no hope of rest now) (addressing the HOBBITS) ‘Stead of pints at the Green Dragon, You’ll be marching without flagging! (addressing Company) Gaining courage, with that training, When it’s sunny, when it’s raining, You’ll have many perils pressing, Though I know you’ll brook no messing I will give my final blessing, Speed ye on towards Mordor ! (You must leave us.., sheath your sword.... march away) (Addressing ARAGORN) Act the King, play the role you were born for Say goodbye to your days as a Ranger. For the sake of the memory of Gondor, For the future of all Middle-Earth ! For the sake of the memory of Gondor, For the future of all Middle-Earth ! Elessar, go on to glory, as the monarch of Gondor ! as the monarch of Gondor !