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;And kind Isildur | ;And kind Isildur | ||
;Sent Mother a note | ;Sent Mother a note | ||
− | + | When he learned Caran-Rhaw’s Lord was gone. | |
− | + | It was, I recall, | |
− | + | In the form of a scroll, | |
− | + | With gold leaf adorned, | |
− | + | And I found it one day | |
− | + | In the armories below, hidden away. | |
− | + | And my eyes still grow damp to remember | |
− | + | Elendil’s heir signed it | |
− | + | With his own seal and stamp | |
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− | + | It was dark all around | |
− | + | There was blood on the ground | |
− | + | When the Black Orcs broke free | |
− | + | No Lord there was saved | |
− | + | From the Vanguard of troops from the Wood or the Sea. | |
− | + | They all went to their graves | |
− | + | Most of them dead, | |
− | + | The rest of them dying | |
− | + | Thus ends how the Dark Lord took | |
+ | All the Red Lions from me. |