Author: J R r tolkien

All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does […]

O! Wanderers in the shadowed land Despair not! For though dark they stand, All woods there be must end at […]

The world was young, the mountains green, No stain yet on the Moon was seen, No words were laid on […]

The leaves were long, the grass was green, The hemlock-umbels tall and fair, And in the glade a light was […]

Tall ships and tall kings Three times three. What brought they from the foundered land Over the flowing sea? Seven […]

Silver flow the streams from Colos to Erui In the green fields of Lebennin! Tall grows the grass there. In […]

Sing now, ye people of the Tower of Anor, For the Realm of Sauron is ended for ever, And the […]

Sing hey! For the bath at close of day That washes the weary mud away A loon is he that […]

I sit beside the fire and think Of all that I have seen, Of meadow-flowers and butterflies In summers that […]

We knew that land once, You and I, And once we wandered there In the long days now long gone […]

O! What are you doing, And where are you going? Your ponies need shoeing! The River is flowing! O! Tra-la-la-lally […]

We heard of the horns in the hills ringing, The swords shining in the South-kingdom. Steeds went striding to the […]

Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe. Rain may fall and […]

Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grass grows, The West Wind comes walking, and about the walls […]

Gil-galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing: The last whose realm was fair and free Between the […]

Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that […]

To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying, The wind is blowing, and the white foam is […]

In Dwimordene, in Lorien Seldom have walked the feet of men, Few mortal eyes have seen the light That lies […]

He chanted a song of wizardry, Of piercing, opening, of treachery, Revealing, uncovering, betraying. Then sudden Felagund there swaying Sang […]

In the willow-meads of Tasarinan I walked in the Spring. Ah! The sight and smell of the Spring in Nantasarion! […]