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Two Songs.: lotr_poetry
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The Paths of the Dead. Tune: Away, Away (from The Pirates of Penzance). Tune can be heard at: http:/ math.boisestate.edu/gas/pira. The time has come, the hour is here,. My journey leads beneath the mountain peak. I go ahead to meet the dead,. And Gondor's hope is lost if I prove weak. My childhood fears have no worth now. And if I cannot go this way we lose,. It was foretold this test would come. There is no other path that I can choose. This seems a deadly and uncanny place. Whatever danger lurks above.
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Where all roads end: lotr_poetry
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Where all roads end. This is a little outside of the norm for LOTR poetry, but i thought id just post it and see what you al think. They say the roads are endless. And voyages never cease, but turn round and round. As the earth revolves the sun. In this new world, where do we go. We who saw the earth before the Breaking. Do our journeys end still? Or like the men from whom we veil our lands. Are we now finite? I stand now upon the shores of the sea. The music of the waves breaking upon the stones. 1999 L...
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One More Step.: lotr_poetry
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Now come on, Samwise Gamgee, don't give in,. He has no strength left, so you must be strong. Take one more step, one stride towards the goal. For Mr Bilbo and his walking song. Just one step more, for sunset in the Shire,. With little Hobbits running home for tea,. For beer in the Green Dragon and the sound. Of all my dear friends shouting out to me. One small step for the Gaffer and a fire. That does not stain a country with its ash. But warms the hands and hearts of Hobbits who. One step for Dwarves, i...
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Invitation to new awards: lotr_poetry
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Invitation to new awards. We would like to welcome you to The Big Anonymous Fanfiction Tales Awards (Baftas) which are running for the first time in the Tolkien fandom. Nominations will open on June 1st 2005 at http:/ www.livejournal.com/community/ba. The Baftas are intended to try to bring a quality voters' choice award into the Tolkien fandom. Please try it with us, prove that good fanfiction can win awards. Please have a look before dismissing us. Post a new comment. We will log you in after post.
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Song: Autumn in Rivendell: lotr_poetry
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Song: Autumn in Rivendell. Tune: Love is Like a Butterfly. Tune can be heard at: http:/ jhfoster.tripod.com/the70s.html. Autumn's come to Rivendell. Sweet voices call like ringing bells. A time to rest before the path. Can claim your feet again. If we have any kind of art. To lift the burdens from your hearts. We'll grant you peace in autumn days. Before the winter's come. The leaves may gather round our feet. But we have many guests to greet,. And soon we'll fill the Hall of Fire. With poetry and song.
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Brother (A Boromir Song): lotr_poetry
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Brother (A Boromir Song). Tune can be heard at: http:/ joeltr.home.comcast.net/midi tra. Do you remember when you lifted my sword. And nearly fell back down, brother? You said that you would guard the city and lands. And never let them down, brother. I laughed but still I wondered at the strength of will within you. And hoped that I would see the prize such faithfulness would bring you. Now far away, I wonder if I will see. Again your dear well-loved features, your welcome for me. For fidelity, brother.
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Song of the Sundered: lotr_poetry
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Song of the Sundered. Though long these roads we tred. A song rises in our breast. A dance lives in our steps. Though cold the night surrounds. A song surges from our lips. A dance the stars witness. Here in the woods, 'neath the woven trees. Though long these paths we follow. A song brings light to eye. A dance the drum beats forth. And these lands of men hear our song again. Gone is our kingdom of silver and bronze. Gone our King of Grey Mantle. Gone our Queen, of the West unsullied. In our hands,.
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Finrod in Prison.: lotr_poetry
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Not in this darkness, not here. I will not submit to captivity. Or let these walls of stone surround my heart. No, I am not trapped here,. Nor is my home hidden. I can close my eyes and hold my harp. In the vaulted halls of Nargothrond. This bitter water turns to wine in my mouth,. The wine of Thingol's table. The sweetness restores me,. The memory heals my grief. I will not die here, though he desires my death. I cannot die, only my body can be broken. Far away, my spirit sits watching. In the sweet ton...
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A Song of Nos Uial: lotr_poetry
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A Song of Nos Uial. Over woods and hills of stone. There lies a land once green. Where flowers covered the vale. With their moonlit sheen. I lay there with my love. Neath the stars immortal. I, to those lamps above,. Sang of joy and sorrow. Of those long steps we treked. Through wood, vale, and mountain. Of bitter farewells we said. To dear friends long parted. And she, my beloved star. Bade me sing no more. Of the land we left afar. With tears 'pon her cheek. And to her new born womb. Of my love and me,.
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