Abridged History of the 10th Age
This is a poem written by an elvish court poet some time in the Fourth Age for an unnamed prince of the Greatwood.
Oh prince turn thy ear to the song that I sing
I fashioned this tale so that when you are king
you shall know all the lores of ancestral days
and lead the fair folk down a thousand bright ways!
I name first the Gods from when world was young
Noronë the wise, thy praises are sung
as first Avena in power and grace.
Named you the gardens that grew in that place:
Edellä above, Valingas as men say,
Æ∂heim say those from the Mountains of Grey.
At the sound of they voice the water welled up
and each of the Gods drank full from thy cup.
Immortal-sweet wine gave you to he
Lumiä of Light who would betray thee.
Next to Anunë passed the life-water sweet
as the running streams flowed fast by his feet.
Then next passed the cup to the smith Calëron,
maker of law, the lore, and the dawn.
And also drank there cunning Solmiön.
He who does weave tapestry of time
crippled and wounded by Lumiä’s first crime.
Seniä drank then with Aloran
and that was how their fair love began.
Came also then Tulä the mistress of spring
who after would fashion each bright growing thing.
Anunë saw as she sipped the water of life
and vowed he there then to win her to wife.
Up from the fountain then sprang there the Lady
Meri the one who was mistress of Sea.
But she was dragged down by Kavalien
the dark one called Vodei by men.
Tallifer came with his sword and his shield
down on the riverbank they he did yeild
and drank he as well from Noronë’s life giving drink
and fast into slumber did warrior sink.
Runeiä, Seäd, and foul Fyrash
all three then came where the waters did wash
and begged they the First for just a small sip
and eached the goblet just once to his lip.
Eirun the father of Earth he came last.
He carried his own goblet fashioned of glass
and he dipped it in deep to the water fine
and took he a draught of the immortal wine.
These are the Avena the Gods of the Earth.
If my young prince is of noblest birth
he shall recall all the words that I sing
and one day shall make a most excellent king.