Thanks for reminding, Guinevere. I forgot about this.
Well, I can't check right now, but I think it's:
Lady beloved, whom all Men,
whom Elfinesse, and whom all things
with fur and fell and feathered wings
should serve and love - arise! Away!
Put on thy cloak! Before the day
comes over Nargothrond we fly
to Northern perils, thou and I.
Sounds like Huan to Luthien.
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