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Brightness of a Blade
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Oh, come on. Is it that nasty?
Hint: check out your Lost Tales.
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#242 |
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Firiel's Song
Hi...
I know this is kinda off the subject, but I've been looking all over, and time is starting to ru out. I'm writing a paper on Tolkien that will determine my entire English grade. And I really need to find Firiel's Song, both in Elvish and in English. Can someone help me? I would be forever grateful... |
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#243 |
Brightness of a Blade
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"But still the sunken stars appear
In dark and windless Mirrormere"
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#244 |
Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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The song of Durin sang by Gimli in Moria.
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#245 |
Brightness of a Blade
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Yup!
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#246 |
Ghost Prince of Cardolan
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And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
And grasped at moonbeams glistening. Enjoy!
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#247 |
Shade of Carn Dűm
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I haven't got the book with me, but was it the song of Earendil in the house of Elrond or somewhere like it?
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#248 |
A Voice That Gainsayeth
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Bah, no, this is from the lay of Beren&Lúthien, Aragon singing it on Weathertop.
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