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Monath módaes lust mith meriflóda
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My soul’s desire over the sea-torrents
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forth ti foeran, thaet ic feorr hionan
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forth bids me fare, that I afar should seek
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obaer gaarseggaes grimmae holmas
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over the ancient water’s awful mountains
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aelbuuina eard uut gisoecae.
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Elf-friends’ island in the Outer-world.
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Nis me ti hearpun hygi ni ti hringthegi
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For no harp have I heart, no hand for gold
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ni ti wíbae wyn ni ti weoruldi hyct
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in no wife delight, in the world no hope:
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ni ymb oowict ellaes nebnae ymb ýtha giwalc.
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one wish only, for the waves’ tumult.
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