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The Grey HavensStill round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate; And though I oft have passed them by, A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the moon, East of the Sun. A! Elbereth Gilthoniel! silvren penna miriel o menel aglar elenath, Gilthoniel, A! Elbereth! We still remember, we who dwell In this far land beneath the trees The Starlight on the Western Seas. |
