An Eleven-maid there was of old,
A shining star by day:
Her mantle white was hemmed with gold,
Her shoes of silver-grey
A star was bound upon her brows,
A light was on her hair
As sun upon the golden boughs
In Lorien the fail.
Her hair was long, her limbs were white,
And fair she was and free:
And in the wind she went as light
As leaf of linden-tree
Beside the falls of Nimrodel
By water clear and cool
Her voice as falling silver fell
Into the shining pool.
Where now she wanders none can tell,
In sunlight or in shade;
For lost of yore was Nimrodel
And in the mountains strayed.
Sung by Legolas
Lothlorien, Middle Earth
The Fellowship of the Ring
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