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Yet in its time a spring of wondrous glory melted the skirts of those white mantles and the valley drank the waters and burst into flowers. So came and passed with revelry of children the festival of Nost-na-Lothion or the Birth of Flowers.
Fram and Gram were born in one hall!
They grew side by side, as they grew strong and tall!
Shared most things, only quarrelled now and then,
In twenty years they were fine young men,
In twenty years they were fine young men!
Today was the day of the Celondim dance - I think it went well. Or at least I hope so, everyone seemed to enjoy themselves as much as I did. We had wine and ale, listened to the music of Shire Rose, Miss Took and her brother. They were absolutely wonderful and those who I imagine wouldn't usually dance did joyfully!