THE TOLKIEN VERSE OF THE WEEK

Song of Parting

"Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,

for ever blest, since here did lie

and here with lissom limbs did run

beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun,

Luthien Tinuviel

more fair than mortal tongue can tell.

Though all to ruin fell the world

and were dissolved and backward hurled

unmade into the old abyss,

yet were its making good for this-

the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-

that Luthien for a time should be."