Gil-galad was an Elven King,
Of him the harpers sadly sing:
The last whose realm was fair and free
Between the mountains and the Sea.

His sword was long,
His lance was keen,
His shining helm afar was seen.
The countless stars of heaven's field
Were mirrored in his silver shield.

But long ago he rode away,
And where he dwelleth none can say,
For into shadow fell his star,
In Mordor where the shadows are.

The Fall of Gil-galad by J.R.R. Tolkien

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