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[00:41.14]When evening in Shire was grey
[00:47.14]his footsteps on the Hill were heard;
[00:53.49]before the dawn he went away
[01:01.11]on journey long without a word.
[01:17.73]From Wilderland to West shore
[01:23.77]From northern waste to southern hill,
[01:30.19]through dragon-lair and hidden door
[01:35.95]and darking woods he walked at will
[01:52.01]With Dwarf and Hobbit, Elves and Men,
[01:55.82]with motall and inmotall folk ,
[02:01.30]with bird on bough and beast in den,
[02:08.95]in their own secret tongues he spoke.
[02:26.10]A deadly sword, a healing hand,
[02:32.16]A back that bent beneath its load ;
[02:38.64]a trumpet-voice, a burning brand ,
[02:45.63]a weary pilgrim on the road
[03:03.62]A lord of wisdom throned he sat ,
[03:09.46]swift in anger,quick to laugh;
[03:16.39]An old man in a battered hat
[03:22.80]who leaned upon a throny staff
[03:38.73]He stood upon the bridge alone
[03:42.55]and Fire and Shadow both defied;
[03:50.28]his staff was broken on the stone,
[03:57.57]in Khazad-d?m his wisdom died.
[04:28.03]The finest rockets ever seen:
[04:32.51]they brust in srars blue and green,
[04:38.11]or after thunder goldern showers
[04:43.80]came failing, failing, failing
[04:53.10]like a rain of flowers.