Lady of the Elves
Tall and light of foot she stepped,
With hair like sun on mallorn leaves,
And those who saw her smiled, or wept;
She spoke as willow in the breeze.
Her voice was fair and full of grace,
And those before her gladly heard:
The purest and most gentle face,
Mingled with the truest words
Wise of thought and clear of tongue,
Her words shaped a people's fate,
Words that from an army wrung
Deeds that long were counted great.
Ruling over Lorien,
She made its winter bloom and grow,
Even in the age of Men
Protected it from scourge and foe.
She met the evil, fought it back,
Resisted it within her walls.
Her will of mithril did not lack:
Still hallowed were the golden halls.
To the havens gray she sailed
When work was done and time at last,
For this great Lady had not failed,
She knew the times of Elves had passed.
Wise she ruled, well and long,
Both gold and silver, sun and moon.
Remembered in both tale and song,
She will not be forgotten soon.
She is not lost, she will not die,
Her time was never spent in vain
And someday soon the cry will rise:
'The Lady has come back again'
Tall and light of foot she stepped,
With hair like sun on mallorn leaves,
And those who saw her smiled, or wept;
She spoke as willow in the breeze.
Her voice was fair and full of grace,
And those before her gladly heard:
The purest and most gentle face,
Mingled with the truest words
Wise of thought and clear of tongue,
Her words shaped a people's fate,
Words that from an army wrung
Deeds that long were counted great.
Ruling over Lorien,
She made its winter bloom and grow,
Even in the age of Men
Protected it from scourge and foe.
She met the evil, fought it back,
Resisted it within her walls.
Her will of mithril did not lack:
Still hallowed were the golden halls.
To the havens gray she sailed
When work was done and time at last,
For this great Lady had not failed,
She knew the times of Elves had passed.
Wise she ruled, well and long,
Both gold and silver, sun and moon.
Remembered in both tale and song,
She will not be forgotten soon.
She is not lost, she will not die,
Her time was never spent in vain
And someday soon the cry will rise:
'The Lady has come back again'