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Again she fled, but swift he came
Tinúviel! Tinúviel!
He called her by her Elvish name
And there she halted listening
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came
And doom fell on Tinúviel
That in his arms lay glistening
As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering
Tinúviel the Elven-fair
Immortal maiden Elven-wise
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering
The Song of Beren and Luthien, year 465 of the Second Age, colorized
Tinúviel! Tinúviel!
He called her by her Elvish name
And there she halted listening
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came
And doom fell on Tinúviel
That in his arms lay glistening
As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering
Tinúviel the Elven-fair
Immortal maiden Elven-wise
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering
The Song of Beren and Luthien, year 465 of the Second Age, colorized
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