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7. The Ode To Fall Of Gil-Galad Gil-galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing: The last whose realm was fair and free Between the Mountains and the Sea. His sword was long, his lance was keen, His shining helm afar was seen; The countless stars of heaven´s field Were mirrored in his silver shield. But long ago he rode away, And where he dwelleth, that none can say... |
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