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Song: She stands still with gazing on her face

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

 

The meeting of Melian and Thingol is the inspiration for this song. It is sung both in Rivendell and Lothlórien, as well as other places, when honouring the descendants of those two.

 

Song: Come, ye heavy states of night

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

 

This song is relatively new, by Elven standards, and has its origin in Rivendell where it can sometimes be heard in the Hall of Fire.

 

Song: O sweet woods, the delight of solitariness

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

 

It is said that this song was first written down in Doriath and should be attributed to Daeron, though that might be conjecture.

 

O sweet woods, the delight of solitariness,
O how much do I love your solitariness.

Song: Weep you no more, sad fountains

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

 

This song was composed on Tol Eressëa and taught to the men of Westernesse ere the Downfall. It tells of how Arien descends with Anor, the Sun, beyond the Pelóri and rests on the surface of the Outer Sea, before the servants of Ulmo draw them underneath the Earth to the East where they rise again.

 

Weep you no more, sad fountains;
What need you flow so fast?
Look how the snowy mountains
Heav'n's Sun doth gently waste. 

Song: Flow, my tears, fall from your springs

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Poetry

 

This is a well known song, made by the Noldor in Middle-earth, lamenting their exile. The version presented here is but one of several slightly different ones.

 

Flow, my tears, fall from your springs! 
Exiled for ever, let me mourn;
Where night's black bird her sad infamy sings,
There let me live forlorn.

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