Goldberry's Song

Then another clear voice, as young and as ancient as spring, like the song of a glad water flowing down into the night from a bright morning in the hills, came falling like silver to meet them:

Now let the song begin! Let us sing together,


Of sun, stars, moon and mist, rain and cloudy weather,


Light on the budding leaf, dew on the feather,



Wind on the open hill, bells on the heather,



Reeds by the shady pool, lilies on the water:



Old Tom Bombadil and the River-daughter!

From The Fellowship of the Ring by J. R. R. Tolkien

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