Caprice

O, my love is like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June O, my love's like a melody That's sweetly played in tune As fair art thou, my bonnie lad So deep in love am I And I will love thee still, my dear Till a' the seas go dry Till a' t...

When the black breath blows and death's shadow grows and all lights pass, come athelas! come athelas! Life to the dying In the king's hand lying! 

The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing; the pale flowers are dying, Come months, come away, From November to May, In your saddest array; Follow the bier Of the dead, cold year, The chill rain is fall...

Sing hey! for the bath at close of day That washes the weary mud away! A loon is he that will not sing: O! Water Hot is a noble thing! O! Sweet is the sound of falling rain. and the brook that leaps from hill to plain; but better than rain or ripp...

Kodo Kaleole Mmiq oeqis kel, se ne torpe le o, Tol, eri ar Kole o, siqe kole o Torstion ferio Areor eo Aoqisaqi leareo Firneos i ne il o Stio o, Ne torpe aq Ne frea mmeo aen no Kole te o Kaleole Kodo to er Sa ril aqe Kaleole...

When silver snow decks Susan's clothes, And jewel hangs at the shepherd's nose, The blushing bank is all my care, With hearth so red, and walls so fair; `Heap the sea-coal, come, heap it higher, The oaken log lay on the fire.' The well-wash'd sto...

It's quarter to nine Dinner time Come and try Dundellion wine Moon will shine Bluebells chime It's a crime Dundellion wine Eyes will cry Blood will dry Read the signs Dundellion wine Arms entwine Lips in time We all go awry Dundellion wine Ar...

Namárië! Nai hiruvalyë Valimar. Nai elyë hiruva. Namárië! 

O! What are you doing, And where are you going? Your ponies need shoeing! The river is flowing! O! tra-la-la-lally here down in the valley! O! What are you seeking, And where are you making? The faggots are reeking, The bannocks are baking!...

Down the swift dark stream you go Back to lands you once did know! Leave the halls and caverns deep, Leave the northern mountains steep, Where the forest wide and dim Stoops in shadow grey and grim! Float beyond the world of trees Out into the w...

Vvelios Santerio, Sa Santareo aa Silar Ieqo Tilureo ar To sainteri ar O-leriam Sa doles to le vvaielim Rraielim A Silar, Le torpem o A Silar Kole Sa a vvils le il o Do, do, do, Foliore Aelo aen Santerio Lo Lo Lo T...

Fays and Fairies haste away! This is Harriet's holiday: Bring the lyre, and bring the lute, Bring the sweetly-breathing flute; Wreaths of cowslips hither bring, All the honours of the spring; Adorn the grot with all that's gay, Fays and Fairies haste aw...

Upon the edge of forest green, Perchance you’ve walked, you may have seen, Tiny rings of cloverleaf, And dared not wonder what’s beneath. Well I shall tell you of a tale, That happened neath a moon so pale, I walked along where none could see, B...

Far over misty mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away ere break of day To seek the pale enchanted gold The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fell like ringing bells In places deep where dark things sleep I...

Up the airy mountain Down the rushy glen, Bridget walks a-chanting Not heeding little men; By the craggy hill-side, Through the mosses bare, They have planted thorn trees For pleasure here and there. They come stealing people On cold starry nights,...

Where now are the Dúnedain, Elessar, Elessar? Why do thy kinsfolk wander afar? Near is the hour when the Lost should come forth, And the Grey Company ride from the North. But dark is the path appointed for thee: The Dead watch the road that leads to...

Legolas Greenleaf, Long under tree In joy thou hast lived, Beware of the sea. If thou hearst A cry of gull on the shore, Thy heart shall Then rest in forest no more 

I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew: Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew. Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea. And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a golden Tree. Beneath th...

Green are the rashes, O; Green are the rashes, O; The sweetest hours that e'er I spend, Are spent among the lasses, O. There's nought but care on ev'ry han', In every hour that passes, O: What signifies the life o' man, In hands of lasses, O....

I saw thee weep – the big bright tear Came o’er that eye of blue; And then methought it did appear A violet dropping dew: I see thee smile – the sapphire’s blaze Beside thee ceased to shine; It could not match the living rays That filled that gl...

Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: `Pipe a song about a Lamb!' So I piped with merry cheer. `Piper, pipe that song again;' So I piped: he wept to hear. `Drop thy p...

O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear; Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows, As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows...

When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy, And the dimpling stream runs laughing by; When does the air laugh with our merry wit, And the green hills laugh with noise of it; When the meadows laugh with lively green, And the grasshopper laughs...

Little Mary Bell had a fairy in a nut, Long John Brown had the devil in his gut, Long John Brown loved little Mary Bell, And the fairy drew the devil into the nutshell. Her fairy skipped out and her fairy skipped in, He laughed at the devil saying:...

Sing we now softly and the dreams let us weave him, Wind him in slumber, and there let us leave him, leave him. The wanderer sleeps, now soft be his pillow, Lullaby, lullaby, alder and willow, Sigh no more pine till the wind of the morn, Fall moon! D...

Mary, at thy window be, It is the wish'd, the trysted hour! Smiles and glances let me see, That make the miser's treasure poor: How blythely was I bide the stour, A weary slave frae sun to sun, Could I the rich reward secure, The lovely Mary Morison....

My beautiful prince Can I offer you wings I'll show you what land Looks like from above My bautiful prince Can i ofter you drinks Whitch make you forget Everything but love Listen to my heart That's beating fot you Look into my eyes There's nothi...

The sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest, And I must seek for mine. The moon, like a flower, In heaven high bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles in the night. Farewell, green field...

When will the stream be aweary of flowing Under my eye? When will the wind be aweary of blowing Over the sky? When will the clouds be aweary of fleeting? When will the heart be aweary of beating? And nature die? Never, O, never, nothing will die...

O rowan fair, upon your hair how white the blossom lay! O rowan mine, I saw you shine upon a summer's day, Your rind so bright, your leaves so light, your voice so cool and soft: Upon your head how golden-red the crown you bore aloft! O rowan dead, upo...

The leaves were long, the grass was green, The hemlock-umbels tall and fair, And in the glade a light was seen Of stars in shadow shimmering. Tinuviel was dancing there To music of a pipe unseen, And light of stars was in her hair, And in her rai...

True Thomas lay on grassy bank And he beheld a ladie gay A ladie that was brisk and bold Came riding over the fernie brae. Her skirt was of the grass-green silk, Her mantle of the velvet fine At ilka-tett of her horse mane Hung fifty silver bell...

In misty dreams and shadowed memories Of fabled cities I have dwelt apace- And from strange lakes set round with Guardian Trees Have slacked my thirst, and scornful of the face Of harshful reality have stooped to trace Dark figures on the sands of al...

Little Princess Mee Lovely was she As in elven-song is told: She had pearls in hair All threaded fair; Of gossamer shot with gold Was her kerchief made, And a silver braid Of stars above her throat. Of moth-web light All moonlit-white She...

Tall ships and tall kings Three times three, What brought they from the foundered land Over the flowing sea? Seven stars and seven stones And one white tree. 

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....

There was a man who dwelt alone, as day and night went past he sat as still as carven stone, and yet no shadow cast. The white owls perched upon his head beneath the winter moon; they wiped their beaks and thought him dead under the stars of June...

Do you hear the voice of Nimrodel? I will sing you a song of maiden Nimrodel who bore the same name as the stream beside which she lived long ago.. It's a fair song in our woodland tongue; but this is how it runs in the Westron speech, as some in Rivendell now...

The wind was on the withered heath, but in the forest stirred no leaf There shadows lay by night and day And dark things silent crept beneath The wind came down from mountains cold And like a tide it roared and rolled, The branches groaned, the fo...

Sound the flute! Now it's mute. Birds delight Day and night, day and night... Nightingale In the dale, Lark in sky, Merrily, merrily, To welcome in, To welcome the year. Little boy, Full of joy; Little girl, Sweet and small; Cock...

It was a bright and cheerful afternoon, Towards the end of the sunny month of June, When the north wind congregates in crowds The floating mountains of the silver clouds From the horizon - and the stainless sky Opens beyond them like eternity. All...

Iris Larioteri Santan terion Santanleri taqeo Ka interion Falir taqeo’l Sa – sa folios io, io, io? Sario lars il sa ar, Daqe aq Fal laeon Talin ril Lari vvil Iolnis feril mmisareion il A taqea turie lie il Sa o-kormes foliore il io...

Seven stars in the still water, And seven in the sky; Seven sins on the King’s daughter, Deep in her soul to lie. Roses are at her feet, (Roses are red in her red-gold hair) And O where her bosom and girdle meet Red roses are hidden there. Fa...

The Sun does arise, And make happy the skies; The merry bells ring To welcome the Spring; The skylark and thrush, The birds of the bush, Sing louder around To the bells' cheerful sound, While our sports shall be seen On the Echoing Green....

Little Fly, Thy summer's play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away. Am not I A fly like thee? Or art not thou A man like me? For I dance, And drink, and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strengt...

This little bowl is like a mossy pool In a Spring wood, where dogtooth violets grow Nodding in chequered sunshine of trees; A quiet place, still, with the sound of birds, Where, though unseen, is heard the endless song And murmur of the never restin...

Firiel looked out at three o'clock: the grey night was going; far away a golden cock clear and shrill was crowing. The trees were dark, and the dawn pale, waking birds were cheeping, a wind moved cool and frail through dim leaves creeping. She...

`Father! father! where are you going? O please do not walk so fast. Come, father, come to your little boy, Or else I shall be lost.' The night was dark, no father was there, The child was wet with dew; The mire was deep, the child did weep, And...

All the night in woe Lyca's parents go Over valleys deep, While the deserts weep. Tired and woe-begone, Hoarse with making moan, Arm in arm for days Traced the desert ways. Seven nights they sleep Among shadows deep, Dreaming see their chi...

The shadows where the Mewlips dwell Are dark and wet as ink And slow and soft rings their bell As in the slime you sink, And you sink into the slime who dare To knock upon their door While down the grinning gargoyles stare And noisome waters pour...

The road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began Now far ahead the road has gone, Let others follow it who can. Let them a journey new begin But I at last with weary feet Will turn towards the lighted inn My evening rest and sleep t...

It’s the first mild day of March: Each minute sweeter than before The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare, And...

It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard- It is the hour - when lovers' vows Sweet in every word They seem sweet in every whispered word. And gentle winds and waters near Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower...

It was a winter such as when birds die In the deep forests; and the fishes lie Stiffened in the translucent ice, which makes Even the mud and slime of the warm lakes A wrinkled clod as hard as brick; and when, Among their children, comfortable men...

A Elbereth Gilthoniel Silivren penna miriel O menl aglar elenath! Na-chaered palan diriel O galadhremmin ennorath, Fanuilos, le linnathon Nef aear, si nef aearon! 

Я бегу за твоей тенью В предрассветном сне, Перед пробужденьем «Traeio vnao»... Но, ничего не ответив, Ты растворился во сне, А сон растворился в рассвете... Твой портрет – полых стен полюс, Закричи мне вслед, Черно-белый голос: “Thada fas...

Как странно тихо... Кто выиграл на этот раз? Рассвет... Была ли ночь? Я снова в этом круге... Бутоны зависти Еще на распустились, Только страх По-прежнему ко мне Протягивает руки. Мне странно снова быть Застигнутой врасплох И соскользнуть в туман...

Однажды жил лебедь, один из лесных лебедей, чьим домом было полузаросшее озеро в чаще. Когда юность его прошла, он вынес из нее умение искуснее других плести венки из лилий. Что делал он днем, я не знаю; но ночью, если было ясно, он час за часом следил за игро...

Вот этот дом... Сколько нам было лет? Сны об оставленных днях – Разноцветный коллаж. Мы, разомлев от безделья, Поднимались к тебе Мимо исписанных стен На последний этаж... Комнаты... Музыка... В окнах игрушечный лес. Двери... В дверях отражения н...

Ой, вокруг меня тьма непроглядная... Заблудилась я лихолесье, В темном бору Там в чаще звериной теремок стоит, Да колодец с водою студеною. В том колодце да на заре Душа-Машенька утопилася... 

Дили-дон, Разойдется звон, Покатится солнышко Под зеленый лес, Дили-дон, Сизой тенью Над городом дым На закате встанет, Из окон вползет тайком Дили-дон, Да погаснут фонари И туман зальет колонны Темных фонарей И вползет в полночный город Чернокр...

Я жду, обжигаясь в вязком времени, но Не двигаясь вперед ни на дюйм. Я жду, улыбаясь в волнах недоумения Среди проплывающих мимо серых фигур. Я жду, безнадежность искрится вокруг Мириадом танцующих брызг. Я жду, снег налип на ресницы И жизнь убегает по...