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May 16, 2014
Where?
Where now are the horse and the rider?
Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk,
And the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring,
And the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest
And the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain,
Like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West
Behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke
Of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years
From the Sea returning?
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Two Towers
Lament for the Rohirrim
Posted by gerardvanderleun at May 16, 2014 9:48 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.
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My own lament for the Riders of Rohan, sung to the tune of "Riders of the Storm" (Song #1 in my LOTR song parody trilogy)
Riders of Rohan .. Riders of Rohan
Cast out of our homeland .. Behest of Saruman
Theoden's mind is o'erthrown; these wasted lands we roam
Riders of Rohan
There are killers at the Helm ... Our Deep soon to overwhelm
At dawn of the fifth day ... That's when we join the fray
Until the morn is nigh, we'll slay the Uruk-hai
Killers at the Helm
Men, your oaths must be fulfiiled ... Men, your oaths must be fulfilled
It is Theoden's will .. Charge on down the hill
We may stay the doom of men, or ride to world's end
Oaths must be fulfilled
Riders of Rohan ... Riders of Rohan
'Tis Gondor's doom we scan ... Blow up the Dark Lord's plan
Six thousand in our rank, we crush the Mordor flank
Riders of Rohan
Posted by: Callmelennie at May 16, 2014 11:19 AM
THE RECALL
I am the land of their fathers,
In me the virtue stays;
I will bring back my children,
After certain days.
Scent of smoke in the evening,
Smell of rain in the night,
The hours, the days and the seasons
Order their souls aright;
Till I make plain the meaning
Of all my thousand years
Till I fill their hearts with knowledge,
While I fill their eyes with tears.
--Kipling
Posted by: Friday Anon at May 16, 2014 12:09 PM