O' Gondor

O' Gondor.

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HIGH deeds, O' Gondor, did come from you!
Thus in your scrolls the record shall be found,
A watchword pronounced, a fearful sound--
SARON!--all the people quaked a’new
Stirred by open war; they rose, a people, true,
True to thyself--the mighty Gondor,
Men of Middle-earth, the Numenor
They rose, and off at once the yoke they threw.
All power was given them in dreadful trance;
He who should lead, withered in flame,
–Woe to all! but the heaviest woe is shame
To that Istari, who by fell chance,
Sauraman, on evil’s side did advance.
An open traitor to the wizard name!

Loosely adapted from a poem by William Wordsworth.