Властелин колец: Братство кольца
Lothlorien
Fromhelmtoseatheysawhimleap,
Asarrowfromthestring,
Anddiveintothewaterdeep,
Asmewuponthewing.
Thewindwasinhisflowinghair,
Thefoamabouthimshone;
Afartheysawhimstrongandfair
Goridinglikeaswan.
ButfromtheWesthascomenoword,
AndontheHitherShore
NotidingsElven-folkhaveheard
OfAmrothevermore.
ThevoiceofLegolasfaltered,andthesongceased."Icannotsinganymore,"hesaid."Thatisbutapart,forIhaveforgottenmuch.Itislongandsad,forittellshowsorrowcameuponLothlorien,LorienoftheBlossom,whentheDwarvesawakenedevilinthemountains."
"ButtheDwarvesdidnotmaketheevil,"saidGimli.
"Isaidnotso;yetevilcame,"answeredLegolassadly."ThenmanyoftheElvesofNimrodel’skindredlefttheirdwellingsanddepartedandshewaslostfarintheSouth,inthepassesoftheWhiteMountains;andshecamenottotheshipwhereAmrothherloverwaitedforher.Butinthespringwhenthewindisinthenewleavestheechoofhervoicemaystillbeheardbythefallsthatbearhername.AndwhenthewindisintheSouththevoiceofAmrothcomesupfromthesea;forNimrodelflowsintoSilverlode,thatElvescallCelebrant,andCelebrantintoAnduintheGreat.