At midnight
When the mines are
bright with flaming
demons falling straight down
the wizard manages
a final whisper:
fly you fools!
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We put a scroll about the boat
with this inscription:
This is the body of brave
Boromir who with the Followship's
mission unfinished, was led
into Iluvatar's Timeless Halls.
And he being far from home, his
companions took their blades
to slay, in memory of him,
many Uruk-Hai.
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And their feet move
Relentlessly, as hairy
feet of Hobbit girls
danced once around a
giant oak, crushing
a circle in the flowering
grass of the Shire meadow.
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Awed by her splendor
mortals near the Elf-queen
tremble in their love
and despair
for she
is beautiful and terrible
as the morning and the night.
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Elbereth
Is the most
beautiful
of all Valar
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You know the place; then
Leave Rivendell and come to us
waiting where the Shire is
pleasantest, by Hobbit holes
beloved to you; elevenses
smokes on the barbecue, cold
beer and spice wine are served
in the shade of an ancient oak
and satiated Hobbits with
full bellies drift down
into deep sleep; in meadows
where Hobbits have grown plump
among spring flowers, pipeweed
scents the air. Gandalf! Grey One!
Fill our clay cups with wizardry
stirred into apple wine.
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Yes, it is precioussss
But come, Hobbitses, need
you trouble yourselveses
so much on a Ring?
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Evil as you are
Death will finish
you; afterwards no
one will fear
or obey you: you
will hold no power
over Middle Earth
Your essence will
dissolve and you
will writhe among
the indistinct dead
when I destroy
the One Ring.
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In memory
of Boromir, a steward,
his comrade Legolas placed
here a cloven horn and sword:
tokens of an untimely death.