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Songs of Brethilimbar
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Chronicle Summary
Songs of the Elves of Brethilimbar na Lhûn, either of their own making or records made of verse collected by them from Elves seeking the Havens, that they might be remembered on the Hither Shores.
OOCly, these are my own feeble attempt at versification in Sindarin.
Chronicle Content
Menelvagor, the Hunters' Friend
a song to greet the constellation called by the Noldo Telumehtar
Man beriatha in rhain fuin,
Man ah ryn din luin thenin,
[Man ah ryn din, Nielluin,]
Man na laer suiliannan,
Menelvagor mellon feryn!
Man or aer chaeron i echui,
Man or rammas i thruven;
Man ammo parth elennath,
Menelvagor mellon feryn!
Who will guard the borders of night,
Who with his loyal blue hound,
Whom with song I give greeting,
Menelvagor the hunters' friend!
Who above the far lake of wakening,
Who above the walls of the east;
Who upon a starry field,
Menelvagor the hunters' friend!
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Araw Tauron
an invocation of the Vala called by the Noldor Oromë
Araw Tauron!
In thrŷn farad iallar:
O thum an thum,
Ar dad dalad amon.
Laer gwanna,
Ar meril pain thinna;
Erais norir,
Boem aphado lim!
Caro belt peng mín
Ar togo i thrui
Ir i athrad dhûr
Ar i threin thring
Cano rhom lín!
Ar gostatham ú guruthos;
Na le linnam, togo aes mín
Araw Tauron!
Araw Tauron!
The hunting hounds are calling:
From vale to vale,
And down the mountainside.
Summer departs,
And all roses fade;
Deer are running,
We need swiftly to follow!
Make strong our bows
And lead the chase,
When the way is dark
And the trail is cold.
Let sound thy horn!
and we shall fear no shadow;
To thee we sing, our meat to bring
Araw Tauron!
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The Silent Harp
a song of the Havens, performed without accompaniment
I'annel Dínen
Linnem ennas i gelon annan
In Ennin sui less alediel
Gennil mín celevyn suilir elin
Gennil mín mellyn linnir na aew.
Nae an endrainn i siriar haeron
In Ennin sui less alediel
Si elin tiriar dad na vín dínin
Si aewelir pain reviar pelain
Ma le harna, gannel nín celevon?
In Ennin sui less alediel
Anirach aen Annûn haewain
Linnad úbor nef na gelon?
A! i'hyl ring tan tolir o Thruven
In Ennin sui less alediel
Le glingithan aen na datharolf
Ar channathan aen an falas?
The Silent Harp
Long beside the river we sang
Years like leaves without number
Our silver harps greeted the stars
Our golden harps sang with the birds
Alas for the ages that slip away
Years like leaves without number
Now the stars look silently down
Now the songbirds are all flown
What ails you, my silver harp?
Years like leaves without number
Do you long for the utmost West
No more beside the river to sing?
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