Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-26149161-20170529222127

My lady fair is crowned with gold, With starlight in her eyes. Clad in grey, and silver cold, In her hair, the breath of skies.
 * 1) title:Poem of Akallabeth
 * 2) author: Ithilion Eleruth, goloth Noldoli
 * 3) Starlit Eyes
 * 4) types:Lindon, Rivendell

For untold years, wracked by shame, I've loved her heart inside. Her courage and wit, do her great fame, Yet grief washes her as a roaring tide.

The fairest eyes feel the most tears, Our sorrows are heavy and great. The fairest face has seen the most fears, But to face them is our fate.

I have been too far gone, Upon this hither shore. Her hair and form, fair as a swan, I won't be remembered anymore.

The Great Sea is wide and grey, And on it the white gulls call. My lady’s land is far away, Our strength will waver and fall.

Ithilion, Discussions Moderator (Auta i lómë) 22:21, May 29, 2017 (UTC) 