Lúthien and Beren

[Verse] The leaves were long The grass was green The hemlock-umbels tall and fair And in the glade a light was seen Of stars in shadow shimmering; Tinúviel was dancing there To music of a pipe unseen And light of stars was in her hair And in her raiment glimmering [Verse 2] There Beren came from mountains cold And lost he wandered under leaves And where the Elven-river rolled He walked alone and sorrowing He peered between the hemlock-leaves And saw in wonder flowers of gold Upon her mantle and her sleeves And her hair like shadow following [Chorus] Enchantment healed his weary feet That over hills were doomed to roam And forth he hastened Strong and fleet And grasped at moonbeams glistening Through woven woods in Elvenhome She lightly fled on dancing feet And left him lonely still to roam In the silent forest listening [Verse 3] He heard there oft the flying sound Of feet as light as linden-leaves Or music welling underground In hidden hollows quavering Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves And one by one with sighing sound Whispering fell the beechen leaves Inwintry woodland wavering [Chorus] 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 43/13396 She danced And at her feet was strewn A mist of silver quivering