We have the Lays, and they are the telling of some of the stories from the Sil in poetic form. These are volumes from what some people call HOME -- the History of Middle Earth. I know that there are many volumes, but am not sure of how many. I want to say 10 or 12?
here is an early bit from the Lay of Leithian, the story of Beren and Luthien...
QUOTE ----------------------------------------------------------- Such lissom limbs no more shall run on the green earth beneath the sun; so fair a maid no more shall be from dawn to dusk, from sun to sea. Her robe was blue as summer skies, but grey as evening were her eyes, 'twas sewn with golden lilies fair, but dark as shadow was her hair. Her feet were light as bird on wing, her laughter lighter than the spring; the slender willow, the bowing reed, the fragrance of a flowering mead, the light upon the leaves of trees, the voice of water, more than these her beauty was and blissfulness, her glory and her loveliness; and her the king more dear did prize than hand or heart of light of eyes. ------------------------------------------------------------ and here is where Beren first sees Luthien, after all of his suffering, and having been lost in the winter of the world and his own heart:
A sparkle through the darkling trees, a piercing glint of light he sees, and there she dances all alone upon a treeless knoll of stone! her mantle blue with jewels white caught all the rays of frosted light. She shone with cold and wintry flame, as dancing down the hill she came, and passed his watchful silent gaze, a glimmer as of stars ablaze. And snowdrops sprang beneath her feet, and one bird, sudden, late and sweet, shrilled as she wayward passed along. A frozen brook to bubbling song awoke and laughed; but Beren stood still bound enchanted in the wood. Her starlight faded and the night closed o'er the snowdrops glimmering white. Our lives are the songs that sing the universe into existence.~David Zindell ****Tavern Wench of DOGMA, the Defenders of George Martin's Art****<i></i>
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