(©The 4 Tunes 1995)</p>

Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,<br>
for ever blest, since here did lie<br>
and here with lissom limbs did run<br>
beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun,<br>
Lúthien Tinúviel,<br> 
more fair than mortal tongue can tell.<br>
Though all to ruin fell the world<br>
and were dissolved and backward hurled<br>
unmade into the old abyss,<br>
yet were its making good, for this—<br>
the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea—<br>
that Lúthien for a time should be.</p>

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Lyrics by Tolkien (The Silmarillion, p. 178).</p>