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Song of Durin - J R R Tolkien
in water deep - Till Durin
But still the sunken
The world is grey
There hammer on the anvil smote
The world was young
the mountains green
There chisel clove and
No stain yet on the Moon
was seen - No words were laid
the mountains old
graver wrote - There forged was
on stream or stone - When Durin
woke and walked alone
blade and bound was hilt
He named the nameless hills
and dells - He drank from
stars appear - in dark and
The forge's fire is ashen cold
The delver mined the mason built
yet untasted wells
He stooped and
There beryl pearl and opal pale
looked in Mirromere
And saw a crown of stars appear
No harp is wrung
And metal wrought
As gems upon a silver thread
Above the shadows of his head
like fishes mail
The world was fair
the mountains tall
wakes again from sleep
windless Mirrormere
No hammer falls - The darkness
Buckler and corslet - axe and
In Elder Days before the fall
Of mighty kings in Nargothrond
sword - And shining spears
And Gondolin who now beyond
The Western Seas have
dwells in Durin's halls
were laid in hoard
passed away - The world
was fair in Durin's day
Unwearied then were Durin's folk
A king he was on carven throne
In many pillared halls of stone
There lies his crown
The shadow lies upon his tomb
Beneath the mountains music woke
With golden roof and
silver floor - And runes
The harpers harped
of power upon the door
The light of sun and star
In Moria in Khazad-dum
the minstrels sang - And at
and moon - In shining lamps of
crystal hewn - Undimmed by cloud
the gates the trumpets rang
or shade of night - There shone
forever fair and bright
