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And
yet
at
last
they
met
once
more
,
And
long
ago
they
passed
away
In
the
forest
singing
sorrowless
.
Strider
sighed
and
paused
before
he
spoke
again
.
'
That
is
a
song
,
'
he
said
,
'
in
the
mode
that
is
called
ann-thennath
among
the
Elves
,
but
is
hard
to
render
in
our
Common
Speech
,
and
this
is
but
a
rough
echo
of
it
.
It
tells
of
the
meeting
of
Beren
son
of
Barahir
and
Lúthien
Tinúviel
.
Beren
was
a
mortal
man
,
but
Lúthien
was
the
daughter
of
Thingol
,
a
King
of
Elves
upon
Middle-earth
when
the
world
was
young
;
and
she
was
the
fairest
maiden
that
has
ever
been
among
all
the
children
of
this
world
.
As
the
stars
above
the
mists
of
the
Northern
lands
was
her
loveliness
,
and
in
her
face
was
a
shining
light
.
In
those
days
the
Great
Enemy
,
of
whom
Sauron
of
Mordor
was
but
a
servant
,
dwelt
in
Angband
in
the
North
,
and
the
Elves
of
the
West
coming
back
to
Middle-earth
made
war
upon
him
to
regain
the
Silmarils
which
he
had
stolen
;
and
the
fathers
of
Men
aided
the
Elves
.
But
the
Enemy
was
victorious
and
Barahir
was
slain
,
and
Beren
escaping
through
great
peril
came
over
the
Mountains
of
Terror
into
the
hidden
Kingdom
of
Thingol
in
the
forest
of
Neldoreth
.
There
he
beheld
Lúthien
singing
and
dancing
in
a
glade
beside
the
enchanted
river
Esgalduin
;
and
he
named
her
Tinúviel
,
that
is
Nightingale
in
the
language
of
old
.
Many
sorrows
befell
them
afterwards
,
and
they
were
parted
long
.
Tinúviel
rescued
Beren
from
the
dungeons
of
Sauron
,
and
together
they
passed
through
great
dangers
,
and
cast
down
even
the
Great
Enemy
from
his
throne
,
and
took
from
his
iron
crown
one
of
the
three
Silmarils
,
brightest
of
all
jewels
,
to
be
the
bride-price
of
Lúthien
to
Thingol
her
father
.
Yet
at
the
last
Beren
was
slain
by
the
Wolf
that
came
from
the
gates
of
Angband
,
and
he
died
in
the
arms
of
Tinúviel
.
But
she
chose
mortality
,
and
to
die
from
the
world
,
so
that
she
might
follow
him
;
and
it
is
sung
that
they
met
again
beyond
the
Sundering
Seas
,
and
after
a
brief
time
walking
alive
once
more
in
the
green
woods
,
together
they
passed
,
long
ago
,
beyond
the
confines
of
this
world
.
So
it
is
that
Lúthien
Tinúviel
alone
of
the
Elf-kindred
has
died
indeed
and
left
the
world
,
and
they
have
lost
her
whom
they
most
loved
.
But
from
her
the
lineage
of
the
Elf-lords
of
old
descended
among
Men
.
There
live
still
those
of
whom
Lúthien
was
the
foremother
,
and
it
is
said
that
her
line
shall
never
fail
.
Elrond
of
Rivendell
is
of
that
Kin
.
For
of
Beren
and
Lúthien
was
born
Dior
Thingol
's
heir
;
and
of
him
Elwing
the
White
whom
Eärendil
wedded
,
he
that
sailed
his
ship
out
of
the
mists
of
the
world
into
the
seas
of
heaven
with
the
Silmaril
upon
his
brow
.
And
of
Eärendil
came
the
Kings
of
Númenor
,
that
is
Westernesse
.
'
As
Strider
was
speaking
they
watched
his
strange
eager
face
,
dimly
lit
in
the
red
glow
of
the
wood-fire
.
His
eyes
shone
,
and
his
voice
was
rich
and
deep
.
Above
him
was
a
black
starry
sky
.
Suddenly
a
pale
light
appeared
over
the
crown
of
Weathertop
behind
him
.
The
waxing
moon
was
climbing
slowly
above
the
hill
that
overshadowed
them
,
and
the
stars
above
the
hill-top
faded
.
The
story
ended
.
The
hobbits
moved
and
stretched
.
'
Look
!
'
said
Merry
.
'
The
Moon
is
rising
:
it
must
be
getting
late
.
'
The
others
looked
up
.
Even
as
they
did
so
,
they
saw
on
the
top
of
the
hill
something
small
and
dark
against
the
glimmer
of
the
moonrise
.
It
was
perhaps
only
a
large
stone
or
jutting
rock
shown
up
by
the
pale
light
.
