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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: Jan 2010
Location: In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion
Posts: 551
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I would assign anyone to the Shire who can translate this for me in Quenya:
And that I said my limbs were old; And that I said my blood was cold, And that my kindly fire was fled, And that my withered heart was dead, And that I might not sing of love? - How could I to the dearest theme That ever warmed a minstrel's dream, So foul, so false, a recreant prove! How could I name my love's very name, Nor wake my harp to notes of flame! Could someone please translate that for me? I would be very, very grateful. Cheers!
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