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Haunting Spirit
Join Date: Mar 2014
Posts: 80
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I don't know if it's my favorite, but "Earendil was a Mariner" / "Errantry" is simply astounding.
Proabably the most stirring for me is the pairing of Eomer's "Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising..." and the mourning song closing the same chapter. Long now they sleep under grass in Gondor by the Great River. |
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Pilgrim Soul
Join Date: May 2004
Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle...
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace |
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Loremaster of Annúminas
Join Date: Oct 2006
Posts: 2,330
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Tough call. All 3 of the alliterative Mark poems are wonderful, although I think I prefer "Where are the horse and the Rider." But the echoes of lost history in Gimli's song in Moria are shiver-inducing, and then there is Namarie...
Oh, and I love the bath-song at Crickhollow!
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Oct 2008
Location: Lonely Isle
Posts: 706
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My favourite is The Troll Song by Sam Gamgee:
Troll sat alone on his seat of stone, And munched and mumbled a bare old bone; For many a year he had gnawed it near, For meat was hard to come by. Done by! Gum by! In a cave in the hills he dwelt alone, And meat was hard to come by. It's an original composition, showing that there is more to Sam than has previously met the eye. I love listening to Tolkien's singing of it:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gGMFHvxAn4g That recording is the nearest we're going to get to what Tolkien imagined an 'ordinary' hobbit sounded like when singing.
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Shade of Carn Dûm
Join Date: Jul 2012
Location: Henneth Annûn, Ithilien
Posts: 462
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Well I'm reading LotR again after some months and forgot about that drinking song! This one is cool:
Ho! Ho! Ho! to the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe. Rain may fall and wind may blow, And many miles be still to go, But under a tall tree I will lie, And let the clouds go sailing by.
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Animated Skeleton
Join Date: Mar 2014
Posts: 50
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Well, for me it has to be a toss up between two song concerning the Elves:
"Light as leaves on lindentree", the song about Tenuviel Aragorn sings to the Hobbits and "I sang of leaves", the haunting beautiful lament Galadriel sings before her farewell to the Fellowship. Both of these songs simply employ very beautiful, "elfish" imagery and, in a way can be seen as a contrast to one another: In the song about Luthien, it is spring and all is green and jubilant: The leaves were long, the grass was green the hemlock-umbels tall and fair And in the glade a light was seen Tenuviel was dancing there To music of a pipe unseen, And light of stars was in her hair And in her raiment glimmering It perfectly embodies that "joy" and "wonder" the Elves radiate. And then, in Galadriel's song, all that is dying with "falling leaves" and "withering flowers" in preparation for "empty, dead days" The magic of the Elves is draining away and disappearing forever, yet not less beautiful in its waning stage than it was in its zenith in the First Age. |
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