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Latest comment: 2 March 2024 by IvarTheBoneless in topic Description from Lays of Beleriand
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Description from Lays of Beleriand

Kindreds of Nargothrond

Nor could lack belief   for long the words
and faith of Flinding   when friend and kin
and his father hastening   that face beheld.
Lo! sire and son   did sweet embrace
neath trees entwining   tangled branches
at the dark doorways   of those deep mansions
that Fuilin’s folk   afar builded,
and dwelt in the deep   of the dark woodland
to the West on the slopes   of the Wold of Hunters.
Of the four kindreds   that followed the king,
the watchtowers’ lords,   the wold’s keepers
and the guards of the bridge,   the gleaming bow
that was flung o’er the foaming   froth of Ingwil,
from Fuilin’s children   were first chosen,
most noble of name,   renowed in valour.

There were four 'kindreds' in Nargothrond, and among them Guilin's children were highly regarded:

  • Watchtower's lords
  • Wold's keepers
  • Guards of the bridge
  • Gleaming bow flung over the Ringwil

A really fancy cup

Then Fuilin filled   with flowing mead,
dear-hoarded drink   dark and potent
a carven cup   with curious brim,
by ancient art   of olden smiths
fairly fashioned,   filled with marvels;
there gleamed and lived   in grey silver
the folk of Faërie   in the first noontide
of the Blissful Realms;    with their brows wreathéd
in garlands golden    with their gleaming hair
in the wind flying    and their wayward feet
fitful flickering,    on unfading lawns
the ancient Elves    there everlasting
danced undying    in the deep pasture
of the gardens of the Gods;    there Glingol shone
and Bansil bloomed    with beams shimmering,
mothwhite moonlight    from its misty flowers;
the hilltops of Tûn    there high and green
were crowned by Côr,    climbing, winding,
town white-walléd    where the tower of Ing
with pale pinnacle    pierced the twilight,
and its crystal lamp    illumined clear
with slender shaft    the Shadowy Seas.             
Through wrack and ruin,    the wrath of the Gods,
through weary wandering,    waste and exile,
had come that cup,    carved in gladness,
in woe hoarded,    in waning hope
when little was left    of the lore of old.             
Now Fuilin at feast    filled it seldom
save in pledge of love    to proven friend;
blithely bade he    of that beaker drink
for the sake of his son    that sate nigh him

It's a really fancy cup. Probably deserves its own section. Oberiko (talk) 16:37, 2 March 2024 (UTC)Reply[reply]

Besides, all the information about Guilin coming from the Lay of the Children of Hurin belongs to the OVOTL. - IvarTheBoneless (talk) 18:07, 2 March 2024 (UTC)Reply[reply]