Lament of the Elves – poem of the Elves

by Apr 8, 2004Poetry

Wand’ring down endless paths,
Forgotten by all but few,
From Men’s small remembrance,
Shorn of former hue.

Now only known as small,
Mischievous fairy beings,
Who now can recall,
The Eldar’s great beauty?

Tall and fair, wise beyond measure,
What drove them their homes?
What drove them from their woods of green?
What kept them from the falls?

The seagull’s cry, the ocean’s call
Have drawn them from their homes,
How can our world be glad again,
With their presence gone?

Fading silently down small paths,
Known only by us few,
Why must they choose to leave us,
Without leaving any clues?


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