The Lays of Beleriand Quotes

“As a lord was held
for the strength of his body and stoutness of heart.
Much lore he learned, and loved wisdom
but fortune followed him in few desires;
oft wrong and awry what he wrought turned;
what he loved he lost, what he longed for he won not;
and full friendship he found not easily,
nor was lightly loved for his looks were sad.
He was gloom-hearted, and glad seldom
for the sundering sorrow that filled his youth...
(On Turin Turambar - The Children of Hurin)”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays of Beleriand

“His hopeless challenge dauntless cried
Fingolfin there: 'Come, open wide,
dark king, you ghatsly brazen doors!
Come forth, whom earth and heaven abhors!
Come forth, O monstruous craven lord,
and fight with thine own hand and sword,
thou wielder of hosts of banded thralls,
thou tyrant leaguered with strong walls,
thou foe of Gods and elvish race!
I wait thee here. Come! Show thy face!”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays of Beleriand

“Daeron passed over the Blue Mountains ‘into the East of Middle-earth, where for many ages he made lament beside dark waters for Lúthien’.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“There lay Carcharoth knifefang.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“Sleep, O unhappy, tortured thrall! Thou woebegotten, fail and fall down, down from anguish, hatred, pain, from lust, from hunger, bond and chain, to that oblivion, dark and deep, 3830 the well, the lightless pit of sleep!”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“Fierce hunger-haunted packs he had that in wolvish form and flesh were clad, but demon spirits dire did hold;”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“as eyes of serpents twined that met beneath a golden crown of flowers, 1100 that one upholds and one devours:”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“a shadow and a fragrance fair 770 lingered, and waned, and was not there.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“There once, and long and long ago, before the sun and moon we know were lit to sail above the world,”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“Turgon the terrible towering in anger a pathway clove with pale falchion”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“nor vain is courage, though victory seldom be valour’s ending.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand

“prolix,”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lays Of Beleriand