Take a counsellor
Of most treacherous mind, - Wormtongue
And rob him of language - Minus Tongue
My kindred to find. -Worm
Great treasures I gained
From those who like such things,
And on my death they passed
To the fathers of the Eorlings - Killed by Fram son of Frumgar
Scatha the Worm of course!
Sophia
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The seasons fall like silver swords, the years rush ever onward; and soon I sail, to leave this world, these lands where I have wander'd. O Elbereth! O Queen who dwells beyond the Western Seas, spare me yet a little time 'ere white ships come for me!
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