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The Fall of Gil-galad
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.
His sword was long, his lance was keen,
his shining helm afar was seen;
the countless stars of heaven's field
were mirrored in his silver shield.
But long ago he rode away,
and where he dwelleth none can say;
far into darkness fell his star
in Mordor where the shadows are...
***This is marked to have been written in an ancient tongue, most likely Vanyarin or Noldorin Quenya, in the beginning Third Age. The original writers of this song are unknown.