The Fall of Gondolin

The Fall of Gondolin

Based on the Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien; First Age of Middle Earth.

I.                    Elendil remembers.

Oh shadow of Tirion,

Thy seven singing fountains,

Their unfathomable deeps,

Around which I danced,

Upon widening glance

Turgon’s glistening tower high above.

Gondolin, oh Gondolin city on a hill,

Thy high white walls,

Thy wide white stairs spilling like waterfalls

Below to Silvery gates.

II.                  The Coming Night.

Night gathered its stars burning bright,

So also burned the silver and golden light

Upon the courts of Turgon.

Pulling out lyres sang we of Tirion and the west,

And of the frozen tears in Hexacarte.

I lost myself in the mantle of Idril which burned bright

In the golden light of Gilingal.

Maeglin watched from the shadows.