Originally posted by Agent Elrond
lol, that can happen. me like that song. it's sad in away, about the Nirnaeth Arnoediad.
I feel cold
Facing the darkness
The light's gone away
Deep in his castle he said
All land'll be mine
There's one thing for sure
The triumph of shadow is near
Deep in his castle they sang
We shall not rest
Until all will be thine...
Þús cwædhð Ælfwine Wídlást Éadwines sunu:
Fela bið on Westwegum werum uncúðra
wundra and wihta, wlitescéne land,
eardgeard ælfa and ésa bliss.
Lyt ænig wát hwylc his langoð síe
þe eftsíðes eldo getwæfeð.
"Thus said Ælfwine the far-travelled, son of Eadwine: / Many are on the west-ways to men unknown / wonders and strange beings, a land fair to look on, / dwelling-land of Elves and bliss of the Gods. / Little knows anyone what longing is his / whom old age cuts off from return.".
Originally posted by Agent Elrond
AElfwine is the only word I can decipher. what is it?
the others say something like that there are so many miracles and wonderful things or beings in the land "fair to look on"... homeland of the elves and bliss of the gods... and "little doth any man know what longing is his | whom old age cutteth off from return"
... made by some anglo-saxon guy who visited aman 😛
EDIT
schmoll too late... as usually schmoll
Originally posted by Quendiñoldo
I think so....from the Ælfwine thing....so possibly Sauron Defeated.....don't know, copied an essay on it. 😛
Same with "The New Shadow": some guy scanned in some pic of the "New Shadow" story pages.
Yeah...the guys crazy, but I emailed him to put up more, since I can't afford the books. 😆
Oh.
Here we go 😈 :
Þær swíþe swéot sæ begeondan
is blóstma bræþ beorhtan landes;
and swêot þær éac is súgiles bræþ
under sæ swimman þonne sóhte ic oft
an gewihtléasum wegum wynne under ýðum,
ælfcræft éadig þe ne an eorþe mann,
ná cræftig smiþ, cann gewyrcan.
Is garsecg gréat and georne ic sáre
þæt ic éode þanon, éþel sohte,
ofer hwæles ráde hider an ceole,
land læfende þæt ic lufode wel.
Nú slæpende oft mínne súgil ongean
ic bere an bæce in beorhtum wætrum
and wilgeartar gewundenum rápum
íren geholode, is geholden to mé;
ac morgne melteþ in manna lande,
gæþ feorr heonan swa gast nihtes,
and áwacenum were seo wynn is ná.
Eall nu gé habbaþ þe ic hider ongean
gesendede wæs secgan Seaxna folce
and gewritenra worda wisra bocfela,
ymb þæm an eorþe wæs, ealdum wígum,
rícum rinca, recedum ælfa.
Nú ic ga an scipe þone gegeornedan findan
ofer seolhpaþum, mínne súgil ongean
ic will beran an bæce in beorhtum sæm,
and fela fisca fágra ymb séon,
and in gesuncenum scipum sæ útan niman
þa geo wæron gehygde gehiden æfre.
Ne tó gumena grunde will gegifen ic béon
æt déaþdæge éan dýfe ongean.
Originally posted by Quendiñoldo
Blasphemy!
Not just SOME Anglo-Saxon....
(Although actually written by Tolkien of course, probably not by Ælfwine or Eadwine themselves, but by Saxon folklorists).
Originally posted by Quendiñoldo
Oh.
Here we go 😈 :
Þær swíþe swéot sæ begeondan
is blóstma bræþ beorhtan landes;
There very sweet beyond the sea is the breath of the blossoms of the bright land....... 😊
... the text that was found on the piece of parchment in his room after Ælfwine disappeared?