|
Answer
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|
”Then
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|
whither
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|
go
|
|
ye,
|
|
boatmen
|
|
fair,
|
|
down
|
|
the
|
|
river
|
|
gliding?
|
|
To
|
|
twilight
|
|
and
|
|
to
|
|
secret
|
|
lair
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
forest
|
|
hiding?
|
|
To
|
|
Northern
|
|
isles
|
|
and
|
|
shores
|
|
of
|
|
stone
|
|
on
|
|
strong
|
|
swans
|
|
flying,
|
|
by
|
|
cold
|
|
waves
|
|
to
|
|
dwell
|
|
alone
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
with
|
|
the
|
|
white
|
|
gulls
|
|
crying?”
|
|
”Nay!”
|
|
they
|
|
answered.
|
|
”Far
|
|
away
|
|
on
|
|
the
|
|
last
|
|
road
|
|
faring,
|
|
leaving
|
|
western
|
|
havens
|
|
grey,
|
|
the
|
|
seas
|
|
of
|
|
shadow
|
|
daring,
|
|
we
|
|
go
|
|
back
|
|
to
|
|
Elvenhome,
|
|
where
|
|
the
|
|
White
|
|
Tree
|
|
is
|
|
growing,
|
|
and
|
|
the
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
Star
|
|
shines
|
|
upon
|
|
the
|
|
foam
|
|
on
|
|
the
|
|
last
|
|
shore
|
|
flowing.
|
|
To
|
|
mortal
|
|
fields
|
|
say
|
|
farewell,
|
|
Middle-
|
|
earth
|
|
forsaking!
|
|
In
|
|
Elvenhome
|
|
a
|
|
clear
|
|
bell
|
|
in
|
|
the
|
|
high
|
|
tower
|
|
is
|
|
shaking.
|
|
Here
|
|
grass
|
|
fades
|
|
and
|
|
leaves
|
|
fall,
|
|
and
|
|
sun
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
and
|
|
moon
|
|
wither,
|
|
and
|
|
we
|
|
have
|
|
heard
|
|
the
|
|
far
|
|
call
|
|
that
|
|
bids
|
|
us
|
|
journey
|
|
thither.”
|
|
The
|
|
oars
|
|
were
|
|
stayed.
|
|
They
|
|
turned
|
|
aside:
|
|
”Do
|
|
you
|
|
hear
|
|
the
|
|
call,
|
|
Earth-
|
|
maiden?
|
|
Fíriel!
|
|
Fíriel!”
|
|
they
|
|
cried.
|
|
”Our
|
|
ship
|
|
is
|
|
not
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
full-
|
|
laden.
|
|
One
|
|
more
|
|
only
|
|
we
|
|
may
|
|
bear.
|
|
Come!
|
|
For
|
|
your
|
|
days
|
|
are
|
|
speeding.
|
|
Come!
|
|
Earth-
|
|
maiden
|
|
elven-
|
|
fair,
|
|
our
|
|
last
|
|
call
|
|
heeding.”
|
|
Fíriel
|
|
looked
|
|
from
|
|
the
|
|
river-
|
|
bank,
|
|
one
|
|
step
|
|
daring;
|
|
then
|
|
deep
|
|
in
|
|
clay
|
|
her
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
feet
|
|
sank,
|
|
and
|
|
she
|
|
halted
|
|
staring.
|
|
Slowly
|
|
the
|
|
elven-
|
|
ship
|
|
went
|
|
by
|
|
whispering
|
|
through
|
|
the
|
|
water:
|
|
”I
|
|
cannot
|
|
come!”
|
|
they
|
|
heard
|
|
her
|
|
cry.
|
|
”I
|
|
was
|
|
born
|
|
Earth’s
|
|
daughter!”
|
|
No
|
|
jewels
|
|
bright
|
|
her
|
|
gown
|
|
bore,
|
|
as
|
|
she
|
|
walked
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
back
|
|
from
|
|
the
|
|
meadow
|
|
under
|
|
roof
|
|
and
|
|
dark
|
|
door,
|
|
under
|
|
the
|
|
house-
|
|
shadow.
|
|
She
|
|
donned
|
|
her
|
|
smock
|
|
of
|
|
russet
|
|
brown,
|
|
her
|
|
long
|
|
hair
|
|
braided,
|
|
and
|
|
to
|
|
her
|
|
work
|
|
came
|
|
stepping
|
|
down.
|
|
Soon
|
|
the
|
|
sunlight
|
|
faded.
|
|
Year
|
|
still
|
|
|
Answer
|
|
after
|
|
year
|
|
flows
|
|
down
|
|
the
|
|
Seven
|
|
Rivers;
|
|
cloud
|
|
passes,
|
|
sunlight
|
|
glows,
|
|
reed
|
|
and
|
|
willow
|
|
quivers
|
|
at
|
|
morn
|
|
and
|
|
eve,
|
|
but
|
|
never
|
|
more
|
|
westward
|
|
ships
|
|
have
|
|
waded
|
|
in
|
|
mortal
|
|
waters
|
|
as
|
|
before,
|
|
and
|
|
their
|
|
song
|
|
has
|
|
faded.
|
|