1. poem
You have not ever been betrayed,
You had not to be an avenger,
You have never known fame or shame,
Neither victory nor defeat,
You have never seen Westernesse,
That is buried in waters deep.
Just its songs escaped the death.
But the winds of the cruel Time
Sweep away a lot of words
And the meanings of them have died,
They will not be in use any more.
Why d'you, stranger, shake your head,
With a curse through the clenched teeth?
Why can not you sleep in the bed
While the perished enter your dreams.
And you dream deserted lands
Lots of dying forever stars,
And the pain of alien men,
And the tears of the hurt afar.
Never will you depart for Aman,
Leave the prison-like Circles of Arda,
Dwelling under the fading Sun
And the far-away stars of Varda.
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