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:Legolas

From the mouths of the Sea the South Wind flies, from
the sandhills and the stones
The wailing of the gulls it bears, and at the gate it moans

?What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring to me at eve

Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve
Ask not of me where he doth dwell — so many bones there lie

On the white shores and the dark shores under the stormy sky
So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing Sea
!Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind sends to me
O Boromir! Beyond the gate the seaward road runs south
But you came not with the ailing gulls from the grey sea’s mouth

Broceliande – The Starlit Jewel Songs From Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings & The Hobbit

Lament for Boromir
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