A bard always enriches his songs with other stories he hears. One nigth, in the Hall of Fire, Naergon heard the story of the anger of Celegorm upon discovering that Luthien escaped with the aid of Huan. The story, that also hit old wounds of Naergon, inspired him to write this lament in verse.
"Of strong descent and noble bind
How you can't see we match in kind,
Both sparks of iron, fire, stone
Why do your eyes so fight my own?
You run to save a fable mite
Already dead by fate outright
You'd fight his war and gladly win
Your own unrest and woe akin
Instead of mighty sword and shield
That fought insult and blockers killed
You give your hand to one too weak
To keep alone the word they speak
What erring curse has cast such gift
To fable flesh who's fall is swift
To cath the glance of shiniest star
And push the boundaries adrift
Forever vanished from my sight
O, blossom sparkling pure and bright
The world in full I'd conquer for
Thin hope that sparkled for one night"
(( source of inspiration: https://ekukanova.deviantart.com/art/Celegorm-and-Curufin-finds-Luthien-562356434 ))
