Dal Silmarillon di J.R.R. Tolkien "La canzone di Beren e Luthien"
- codice: 68
- larghezza (cm): 50
- altezza (cm): 40
- disponibile subito: no
- valuta tempi: Informazioni
- supporto: Vellum
- materiali e strumenti: Blu di lapislazzuli, Inchiostro ferrogallico, Penna d'oca, Rosso vermiglione, Tempera all'uovo
- Note: Lavoro non disponibile / Realizzazione interrotta
He sought her ever, wandering far
Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
Her mantle glinted in the moon,
As on a hill-top high and far
She danced, and at her feet was strewn
A mist of silver quivering.
When winter passed, she came again,
And her song released the sudden spring,
Like rising lark, and falling rain,
And melting water bubbling.
He saw the elven-flowers spring
About her feet, and healed again
He longed by her to dance and sing
Upon the grass untroubling.
Again she fled, but swift he came.
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And doom fell on Tinuviel
That in his arms lay glistening.
As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinuviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.