Paisley Howell (tellatale) wrote,
@ 2008-02-07 15:44:00

Enjoy!

In western lands beneath the Sun
The flowers may rise in Spring,
The trees may bud, the waters run,
The merry finches sing.
Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night
And swaying beeches bear
The Elven-stars as jewels white
Amid their branching hair.

Though here at journey's end I lie
In darkness buried deep,
Beyond all towers strong and high,
Beyond all mountains steep,
Above all shadows rides the Sun
And Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
Nor bid the Stars farewell.

Whoever can tell me what book this is from, I'll save a dance for you.

Oh, speaking of which. Who'd like to go with me?

Paisley

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	greeneyedboy 2008-02-07 11:06 pm UTC (link)
	That's Tolkein. I read him when I was a kid. I remember wondering if there were such things as magic and elves and trolls and such back then. I guess so huh? Uh - but don't save a dance. More like a "sit at a table and drink a butterbeer?" (Reply to this)(Thread)

	tellatale 2008-02-07 11:18 pm UTC (link)
	Good job, Harry! I was the same way, my dad's very into Tolkein. I used to fight Orcs when I was younger. Alright then, that works too. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	evrivers 2008-02-11 04:33 am UTC (link)
	Aww, Harry beat me! ~~Then again he's already fought You-Know-Wh~~ Well, maybe somebody will dress as an Orc for the ball so you and I can fight them together. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	tellatale 2008-02-11 05:28 am UTC (link)
	He's quick. That'd be brilliant. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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