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 branches 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.
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Such a beautiful poem.
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Awesome!
It basically says:
though we are in deep shit,
though we are beyond all manner of help,
I will not, I shall not, I CAN not give up hope! -
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Confusion with summary
Where abouts does it 'basically say' "we are in deep shit"
It says "here at journey's end I lie" to say the journey is finsihed, but I don't quite understand where in the poem it says "we are in deep shit" -
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For guest Anon
I believe the writer above was actually refering to near the end of Tolkein's Magnum Opus "The Lord of the Rings" as indicated by the couplet
"Though here at journey's end I lie
In darkness buried deep,"
When Frodo et al are in deep despair less Sauron actually overcomes all.
Tolkein then goes on to write
"Above all shadows rides the Sun" which (in less scatological terms than in the other comments) I take to mean 'though we are in trouble now there are better times ahead'
Jim
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