Why? Because it's full of beasts untamed?
Or because the mortals couldn't see
Secrets kept by every living tree?
Or because the beams cannot slip
Through a woven roof of branching limes?
Mirkwood, where the darkness dense and deep..
Other name it had in former times!
Dancing at a fire, winged song -
That is Mirkwood no man has known.
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