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b2memFormat: Poem (ghazal)
Genre: remix?
Rating: PG
Warnings:
Characters: Quickbeam (Bregalad)
Pairings:
Creator’s Notes (optional): A remixed? form of Quickbeam's original song for the rowans. (Not sure if I'm using the term right).
Summary: Quickbeam heads out in haste, as is his wont, at some point after the War of the Ring to quixotically search for the lost, but will his hope be fulfilled?
I go out in haste to search for them,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
The Entwives, who lost have been,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
Of the Entwash I drink deeply now,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
The forest leave I behind me now,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
Rowans lost, once fair, crowned free,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
The Entwives, I beg, return to we,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
Past old Arnor’s borders bold go I,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
And now and then an Eagle cries,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
Round Arda’s imagin’d corners call,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
And come to me, lost Entwives all,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië!
Though fruitless may my labors seem,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië,
And naught but hasty, quixotic dream,
O Orofarnë, Lassemista, Carnimírië.
