Arwen's Lament at Cerin Amroth

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Arwen's Lament at Cerin Amroth

Red Book of Westmarch, Fourth Age, Middle-Earth

 

At Cerin Amroth’s hill, among the evergreen grass,

eleanor and niphredil are blossoming under the open sky,

Arwen looked to the East in shadows and to the West

in twilight, passing alone.

 

She looked to the West, and she saw evening stars

twinkling. ‘Oh Eärendil’! she cry out, ‘Eternal glory of him!

Sailing through the starry sky, disappearing as a morning star’.

 

Memories clear away, she returns to the present day,

she is alone under those withered trees,

the land was quiet, the birds had left the forest.

 

‘Bitter is the gift of Men,

still many of the greatest envy it!'

 

‘Estel, Estel!',

she cry out

‘So it was that Undómiel

loved mortal man!'

 

Novaer! (Sind.) Farewell!

Novaer! Farewell!

 

Galadriel and Celeborn was gone,

Arwen was alone at the time of when

leaves of mallorn fall, at cold spring’s eve,

so finally Arwen settled down to rest without joy,

and there is the last resting place of

Arwen Undómiel,

under the evergreen grass of Lórien.