
“The Song of Beren and Lúthien”
As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinúviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.
Long was the way that fate them bore,
O’er stony mountains cold and grey,
Through halls of ireon and darkling door,
And woods of nightshade morrowless.
The Sundering Seas between them lay,
And yet at last they met once more,
And long ago they passed away
In the forest singing sorrowless.-J.R.R. Tolkien
(via gollykeeper)
back in my obsessive-LotR days I visited Tolkien’s grave (I was in Oxford anyway). So pretty (covered in flowers and...
if I can find a man who loves me like Tolkien loved Edith, I will be set for life.
If someone ever tried to seduce me using references to Beren and Luthien I would probably marry them on the spot
okay. this gives me hope. and I can’t even say how adorable this is. does that count as fangirling?
J.R.R. Tolkien is an eternal role model for gentlemen everywhere.
another reread, oh yes.