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Antique Lyrics of Arda
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Talent needeth nourishment and much care
An old Elven saying.
Thou, who livest merry in the solace of thy skilful arts,
Thou content of thy talent ought not to be,
For the hues of one's soul need care and often be nourished,
Not to talk about ill fortune, since many might see with envious eyes and thy path through snares they might hinder.
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The Champion
Fierce his spirit, undaunted the sacrifice,
Of whom from the skies at last descended and the Evil Flame battled and triumphantly vanquished.
Of the Powers he is the Champion, whose might forever the Enemy shall dread.
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Cheer and at life rejoice
Cheer and at life rejoice, this sunny path we shall fain tread,
For the fortunes and fate of Dwarves mournful might be, but never grief nor dismay our hearts of stone shall completely conquer.
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Our Bounden Duty
Our bounden duty? Is this what you ask, my Lord?
We must repel the menace and the peril outlive, riding fast towards the White Towers of the South,
Friendship there us awaits, and honour, valour and anything which the warrior's heart with glory rekindles,
Let us fulfil the pledge and battle for the sake of Men in the last mighty conflict, unto end and ruin for our soul and feeble body of matter.
'White Towers' is a rhetorical figure. It is a part of a whole concept, used to refer to the entire totality. In this case, the white towers the knight of Rohan is talking about are the white towers and walls of the White City of Gondor.
Walküre:
It doth make a difference
My Lady, I doubt whether my spirit by courage could ever be lit,
For I am simple and much the joys of life fancy, instead of a grand quest, noble armies and bloody battles.
Peregrin Took, more inside thee thou in truth hast, and even the little doth often make the difference, when true courage and love thy deeds command.
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