An Elven-maid there was of old
A shining star by day
Her mantle white was hemmed with gold
Her shoes of silver-grey
A star was bound upon her brows
A light was on her hair
As sun upon the golden boughs
In Lórien the fair
Her hair was long, her limbs were white
And fair she was and free
And in the wind she went as light
As leaf of linden-tree
Beside the falls of Nimrodel
By water clear and cool
Her voice as falling silver fell
Into the shining pool
Where now she wanders none can tell
In sunlight or in shade
For lost of yore was Nimrodel
And in the mountains strayed
The elven-ship in haven grey
Beneath the mountain-lee
Awaited her for many a day
Beside the roaring sea
A shining star by day
Her mantle white was hemmed with gold
Her shoes of silver-grey
A star was bound upon her brows
A light was on her hair
As sun upon the golden boughs
In Lórien the fair
Her hair was long, her limbs were white
And fair she was and free
And in the wind she went as light
As leaf of linden-tree
Beside the falls of Nimrodel
By water clear and cool
Her voice as falling silver fell
Into the shining pool
Where now she wanders none can tell
In sunlight or in shade
For lost of yore was Nimrodel
And in the mountains strayed
The elven-ship in haven grey
Beneath the mountain-lee
Awaited her for many a day
Beside the roaring sea
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