Arwen and Aragorn

Tinuviel! Tinuviel! We remember, we who dwell In Imladris, in Rivendell Lies beauty come to dwell again From mother's kin's land, Lorien

Celebrian! Celebrian! Was Princess of the Golden Wood And loved Lord Elrond Half-elven

Arwen! Arwen! Who had the beauty of Luthien She walked in Rivendell one day And turned as someone said the name Tinuviel, Tinuviel! afraid that she should fade away

A man she saw and so she asked "Why do you call me by that name?" He said "I sang of Luthien's Lay. And then behold! For there she stood I called because I thought she would Then fade away into the night."

And then he saw the elven light When she explained she was of kin Of him and Elrond Half-elven He grew distraught because he thought He could not win her heart

Elrond saw and said "Depart! You shall own no woman's heart Until you prove to Middle-Earth The power of your lineage's worth."

Aragorn left lovingly And roamed twixt mountains and the Sea And when he went to Lorien The Lady sent him to Arwen Adorned in silver, white and grey She knew her choice was made that day Then her father, who learned her choice, Was silent and did not use his voice

So Arwen waited till the day The King would come again And then they wed and she became The Queen of elves and men

They lived together six score years With firm but gentle hand they ruled Until at last the King, he felt His remaining days were few

Inside the House of Kings he lied Those who were by him left his side And Arwen came and cried Stock still she stood beside him and He reached o'er, grabbed and kissed her hand

And cried "Farewell!" and there he lay And as the stories always say Those who looked upon his face Saw wisdom, majesty, valour and grace

But Arwen cried "Estel! Estel!" And went to the realm of Galadriel Her green grave lies upon the hill Of Cerin Amroth and niphredil And elanor bloom no more East of the Sea All the days of her life forgotten utterly

This is the passing of Evenstar Of this tale there is no more.