J.R.R. Tolkien; September 2, 1973

[Bêthberry]

And of green graves . . .

Originally Posted by Appendix A

There at least when the mallorn-leaves were falling, but spring had not yet come, she laid herself to rest upon Cerin Amroth; and there is her green grave, until the world is changed, and all the days of her life are utterly forgotten by men that come after, and elanor and niphredil bloom no more east of the Sea.