[Urwen]

Once I was young, filled with hope and joy--
Now my face is grim, and all I touch turns to ill. - Nienor speaks this one

Once my mother was proud and noble--
Now she is fallen, her grace forgotten. - Morwen

Once I was the child of a great ruler of men--
Now my father sits in the north, bound and bitter. - Hurin

Once I had a sister, bright and fair--
Now my sister's name is altered, and woe lies between us. - same speaker from the first stanza

Once my name was fair, but to change my fate I reject it it--Well, Urwen rejected her fate of being held by Morgoth's curse by seeking refuge with Eru beyond the circles of the world.
Now - since I was never Turin - what am I called? - Nienor and Urwen, of course.