Хелависа - Nimrodel
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An Elven-maid there was of old,
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A shining star by day:
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Her mantle white was hemmed with gold,
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Her shoes of silver-grey.
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A star was
bound upon her brows,
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A light was
on her hair
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As sun upon
the golden boughs
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In Lorien the
fair.
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Her hair
was long, her limbs where white,
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And fair
she was and free;
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And in the
wind she went as light
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As leaf of
linden-tree.
Beside the falls of Nimrodel,
By water clear and cool,
Her voice as falling silver fell
Into the shining pool.
Where now she
wanders none can tell,
In sunlight
or in shade;
For lost of
yore was Nimrodel
And in the
mountains strayed.
The
elven-ship in haven grey
Beneath
the mountain-lee
Awaited
her for many a day
Beside the
roaring sea.
A wind by night in Northern lands
Arose, and loud it cried,
And drove the ship from elven-strands
Across the streaming tide.
When dawn
came dim the land was lost,
The mountains
sinking grey
Beyond the
heaving waves that tossed
Their plumes
of blinding spray.
Amroth
beheld the fading shore
Now low
beyond the swell,
And cursed
the faithless ship that bore
Him far
from Nimrodel.
Of old he was an Elven-king,
A lord of tree and glen,
When golden were the boughs in spring
In fair Lothlorien.
From helm to
sea they saw him leap,
As arrow from
the string,
And dive into
the water deep,
As mew upon
the wing.
The wind was
in his flowing hair,
The foam
about him shone;
Afar they saw
him strong and fair
Go riding
like a swan.
But from
the West has come no word,
And on the
Hither Shore
No tidings
Elven-folk heard
Of
Amroth evermore.
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