At first I feared she was not real.

She looked to be the same.

I called her by Tinuviel

Though that was not her name.

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The beauty that she walked in

Like songs eldar would sing.

Put me to shame and humbled me.

Forgetting I was king.

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I knew what I would give for her

I'd set off from this land.

Walk to the ends of Middle Earth

Just to win her hand.

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Her eyes held so much wisdom

Her step shone in such grace.

I felt I lived to worship her

This maid of Elvish race.

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Now I love every part of her

From soul down to her heel.

It hurts to hear she would die for me

My love; My Undomiel.