sexta-feira, 25 de junho de 2010

Poema III


"By Valars' grace once more I set Vingilot on Arda's face

upon the skies I have kept watch

from the War of Wrath until the Current Age,

lighting the nights by the Silmaril

that acts as a palantir of time.

Thus all the Ages lie before my eyes.

all remade is Arda Marred,

redeemed and marred again.

Though faded now are all the Eldar,

half-Elven, I perceive them yet.

Near spent is the blood of Númenor

yet I see it in the faces of my offspring."

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