Golden halls that once shown bright
Now stand dim in morning’s light.
Fairest elves with voices gold
Have gone away to lands untold.
The magic of old has past the shore.
The days of then exist no more.
Where once the beautiful elves did land,
Now only memory stirs the sand.
The lessons they taught,
The gifts they brought,
Are gone from these lands,
To never come again into Men’s hands.
Once a time was that gold was true,
Now it is that truth is blue.
The day has come to say goodbye.
All that remains is an empty sigh.

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