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There was dancing and was ringing |
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There were shadow-people singing |
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Ancient songs of olden gods |
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Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate, |
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Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still |
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Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still |
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Thy towers silent in the mist await |
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Their crumbling end, while through the elms |
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The Gliding |
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Water leaves these inland realms, |
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And slips between long meadows to the |
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Sea There was dancing and was ringing |
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There were shadow-people singing |
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Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate, |
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Thy robe is grey |
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Thy robe is grey |
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Thou art the inmost province of the fading isle, |
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Where linger yet the |
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Lonely Companies; |
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Kortirion, |
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I will meet the winter here |
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Thy towers silent in the mist await |
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Their crumbling end, while through the elms |
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The Gliding water leaves these inland realms, |
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And slips between long meadows to the |
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Sea There was dancing and was ringing |
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There were shadow-people singing |
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Ancient songs of olden gods |
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Old shadows linger in thine ancient gate, |
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Thy robe is grey, thine old heart now is still |
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Kortirion, |
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I will meet the winter here, and conquer you |
