A/N: Parody of a sonnet. Because I was bored. Praises the trilogy and Tolkien. Hope you are amused.



Shall I compare thee to Gandalf the Grey?

(Apologies to William Shakespeare)

Shall I compare thee to Gandalf the Grey?

Thou art more learnèd and more venerate.

Dark mines do take the fire bright as day;

Mithrandir's lease hath all too short a date:

Sometime too hot the mood of wizards seem,

And often is his wise appearance dimmed;

And every flame from flame sometime won't gleam,

By change or temper's changing course untrimmed.

But thy eternal legend shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of knowledge thou ow'st;

Nor Balrogs brag thou wander'st in his shade,

When in eternal tomes of lore thou grow'st:

So long as men can read, or eyes can see,

So long lives thine books, which gives life to thee.