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Walküre:
SHORN OF RUE



--- Zitat ---Amid joy and golden bough,
In cheerful wooded shire,
Was the Lady fine to allow
Of gallant kind a squire.

They had walked through sour lands,
In wilderness decaying,
Afar from ocean-strands
On faithless dimming lane.

The Company had best,
Within the sunny kingdom,
Find a place of rest
Where time is bound in serfdom.

Stain is not to taint
The woodland ways of Wonder,
When days wear out to faint
And nights along meander.

Shorn of rue was made
This grandly lucky country
That never seems to fade,
Though vivid green gets wintry.

Ill is kept at bay
With weightless linden-bows;
Much is told in lay
For nasty scorn of foes.

There a secret lies,
With sundry murmurs laden,
About a potent wise
And so prodigious Maiden.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
STARRY SIGHT



--- Zitat ---Dwarves still fain recall
The lamplit cloven hall
Below the mountain cliff,
Wherein is come their grief.

By the ravine wander
Beings in no way fonder
Than hideous ones inside
The ruinous darkling hide.

Nay, despair not!
Brooks delight my lot
With sweet warming sight
Past jagged hills of fright.

Look, the lonely cheerless pillar!
Time is master, but no such killer,
For stone is left to one remind
Of ageless Dwarven-kind.

Crystal-water would refresh
Durin's tired weary flesh.
A starry pool we know lies here:
The fabled Mirror-mere!
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
WHOM YE DARE



--- Zitat ---Ye, potent, hearken!
Heavens shall at all not darken
Ere mortal feet tread the way
Of the lush enchanted Bay.

Ye seek to seize what goes beyond
An ancient faithful bond.
In love your Isle was raised from seas,
For true and stout had been your pleas.

Men were given threefold lives
As glorious kings and fairest wives.
A Land of riches lay afar
Which thus had guise of splendent Star.

So grand a rule amidst the blue.
So soon your bliss would turn to rue,
If crowns were chained and used as pawn,
Westward due at doom's last dawn.

Whom do ye will to dare?
I say that deeps shall be laid bare
Before one marches unto ends
That suffer not your late amends.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
THE LADY TARRIES FINE



--- Zitat ---The way is shut ahead.
Folks aghast begin to dread
That loveless days are drawing near,
Ever telling tales of queer.

The North is all a chant of war;
Aflame was set the mines' door,
For shadows now command therein,
Amid the intruder's spreading sin.

The South is prey of other wills
Around the worldly bitter chills,
As fumes rise high above the keep,
Whilst haunting kings in restless sleep.

The White Lady tarries fine
Inside her merry timeless shrine
Which every foe had longed to burn
Along the time to present worn.

Her gazing melts the hardest stone
And searches thoughts that life has sown,
Striking minds about to perish,
Without some virtue else to cherish.
--- Ende Zitat ---

Walküre:
ELVISH GRACE



--- Zitat ---What prodigy abides there
I cannot say in ken nor swear;
Elvish grace is light and gentle
As slender linen-mantle.

Happy houses in the Dale
Pass intact the wicked gale
Which far across unleashes
Ghoulish force against good wishes.

Splendid boughs resist the winter
That stony cliffs shall badly splinter,
And further hence the chill defy
Beneath the starlit dreadless sky.

A secret calm pervades the shire
Which more than bows defends from fire,
And time bedevils not the Golden Wood:
Over glad recalling is my grieving soul to brood.

Anguish conquers not this fortress.
Home of mighty charming victress
Was the sylvan kingdom made,
Wrought in grace to never fade.
--- Ende Zitat ---

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