O Lady White, so fair, so cold,
Who knew a heart of fire
Beneath thy snow-white bosom beat
With passionate desire?
Silent beside thy Lord thou stood,
A gentle maiden meek,
O, that another and not I
Had roused the roses in thy cheek.
Upon the cup, thy trembling hand met mine,
My heart did wince with pain
Alas, to think thy young and tender heart
Was doomed to love in vain
I cannot love thee, gentle maid,
Thou art as fair as morn,
But my heart is to the Evening given
And I must not be forsworn.
In haste, I to Dunharrow came
And there thou didst entreat me,
“Let me follow for love of thee,
Leave me not, I beseech thee!”
My heart did groan within my breast
For the damage I must do.
I would not pluck thy maiden flower,
But, thine heart I’d break in two.
I rode away in sorrow,
My soul weighed down with care
When I last looked into thine eyes,
I saw naught but despair.
A wild creature caged then didst thou seem,
Thine heart bereft of joy,
But freeing thee to follow me
Would both our lives destroy.
Faith, duty, honor, virtue, all
We both must cast aside
Ere I could give the love ye sought
And keep thee by my side.
Hopeless despair then drove thee forth
Seeking only valiant death,
To slay the Nazgul Lord, and fall
O’erwhelmed by his Black Breath.
When in the House of Healing
I unto thy side was led,
I feared Death, the bitter bridegroom,
Would take thee to his grim bed.
I laid thine ice cold hand in mine
And smoothed thine ashen brow
I might but mend thy broken body,
Another’s hand must heal thee now.
He will thy riven heart bind up
And to thy winter bring
The promise of a future bright,
The golden hope of spring.
Good Faramir, my Steward, shalt
Thee husband in my stead.
May he give the joy ye sought of me
When thou art come to his bed.
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