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Gil-galad was an Elven-king. |
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Of him the harpers sadly sing: |
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the last whose realm was fair and free |
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between the Mountains and the Sea. |
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His sword was long, his lance was keen, |
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his shining helm afar was seen; |
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the countless stars of heaven's field |
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were mirrored in his silver shield. |
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But long ago he rode away, |
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and where he dwell none can say; |
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for into darkness fell his star |
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in Mordor where shadows are. |
