Farewell sweet earth and northern sky,
for ever blest, since here did lie
and here with lissom limbs [bad word] beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun,

Lúthien Tinúviel
more fair than mortal tongue can tell.
Though all [bad word] fell the world
and were dissolved and backward hurled

unmade into the old abyss,
yet were its making good, for this-
the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
that Lúthien for a time should be.

Lúthien Tinúviel
more fair than mortal tongue can tell.
Though all [bad word] fell the world
and were dissolved and backward hurled

unmade into the old abyss,
yet were its making good, for this-
the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea-
that Lúthien for a time should be.