Sam's Song In The Orc-Tower

In western lands beneath the Sun

The flowers may rise in Spring

The trees may bud, the waters run

The merry finches sing

Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night

And swaying beeches bear

The Elven-stars as jewels white

Amid their branching hair

Though here at journey's end I lie

In darkness buried deep

Beyond all towers strong and high

Beyond all mountains steep

Above all shadows rides the Sun

And Stars for ever dwell

I will not say the Day is done

Nor bid the Stars farewell