He chanted a song of wizardry, <br />Of piercing, opening, of treachery, <br />Revealing, uncovering, betraying. <br />Then sudden Felagund there swaying <br />Sang in answer a song of staying, <br />Resisting, battling against power, <br />Of secrets kept, strength like a tower, <br />And trust unbroken, freedom, escape; <br />Of changing and of shifting shape <br />Of snares eluded, broken traps, <br />The prison opening, the chain that snaps. <br />Backwards and forwards swayed their song. <br />Reeling and foundering, as ever more strong <br />The chanting swelled, Felagund fought, <br />And all the magic and might he brought <br />Of Elvenesse into his words. <br />Softly in the gloom they heard the birds <br />Singing afar in Nargothrond, <br />The sighing of the Sea beyond, <br />Beyond the western world, on sand, <br />On sand of pearls in Elvenland. <br />Then the gloom gathered; darkness growing <br />In Valinor, the red blood flowing <br />Beside the Sea, where the Noldor slew <br />The Foamriders, and stealing drew <br />Their white ships with their white sails <br />From lamplit havens. The wind wails, <br />The wolf howls. The ravens flee. <br />The ice mutters in the mouths of the Sea. <br />The captives sad in Angband mourn. <br />Thunder rumbles, the fires burn --- <br />And Finrod fell before the throne.<br /><br />John Ronald Reuel Tolkien<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/finrod-s-song/
