Death Song to Boromir
Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grass
The West Wind comes walking, and about the walls it
'What news from the West, O wandering wind, do you
bring to me tonight?
Have you seen Boromir the Tall by moon or by starlight?'
'I saw him ride over seven streams, over waters wide
I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed away
Into the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more.
The North Wind may have heard the horn of the son of
'O Boromir! From the high walls westward I looked
But you came not from the empty lands where no men
From the mouths of the Sea the South Wind flies, from
the sandhills and the stones;
The wailing of the gulls it bears, and at the gate it
'What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring
to me at eve?
Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve.'
'Ask not of me where he doth dwell -- so many bones
On the white shores and the dark shores under the
So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing
Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind
sends to me!'
'O Boromir! Beyond the gate the seaward road runs
But you came not with the ailing gulls from the grey
From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past
the roaring falls;
And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.
'What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you
bring to me today?
What news of Boromir the Bold? For he is long away.'
'Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he
His cloven shield, his broken sword, they do the water
His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid
And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its
'O Boromir! The Tower of Guard shall ever northward
To Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.'
Songs and tales from J.R.R. Tolkien's work.
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