Unfailing Line of Girion! – A praise to Bard and his Black Arrow

by May 3, 2005Poetry


Bard my dear friend
thought I you once dead
In midst of the battle and strife
Then saw I you ahead
Setting arrow of dread
on the string of the bow of white life
Blessed be your blood
Even borne from the mud
It comes to enchant every voice
When they sing of the flood
of arrows quite stud
We will sing indeed for the choice
As you fitted like a ring
Your weapon on a string
And sped it with might to the worm
And caught it in near wing
And to thus would it bring
The thing coming down to the firm

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