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Nimrodel . This is the story of Nimrodel. Sung by Legolas to in Lothlórien. . An elven maid there was of old, A shining star by day. Her mantle white was hemmed with gold her shoes of silver gray. A star was bound upon her brows a light was on her hair. As sun upon the golden bows in Lorien the fair. Her hair was long her limbs were white and fair she was and free. And in the wind she went as light as leaf of Linden tree. Beside the falls of Nimrodel, By waters 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 of haven gray 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 was lost the mountains sinking gray. 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 Lothlórien. 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 have heard of Amroth evermore.


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