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there far away was the lonely mountain on the edge of eyesight. on its highest peak snow yet unmelted was gleaming pale. so comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their ending.

In Dwimordene, in Lórien Seldom have walked the feet of Men, Few mortal eyes have seen the light That lies there ever, long and bright. Galadriel! Galadriel! Clear is the water of your well; White is the star in your white hand; Unmarred, unstained is leaf and land In Dwimordene, in Lórien More fair than thoughts of Mortal Men.

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Oi! Doctor Song to you. Sometimes Professor, but mainly Doctor.

emissaries they were from the lords of the west; though because of their noble spirits they did not die, and aged only by the cares of labours of many long years

Legolas Greenleaf, long under tree In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea! If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more.

Gil-galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing; the last whose realm was fair and free between the Mountains and the Sea.