We Must Away

 

Farewell we call to hearth and hall!

Though wind may blow and rain may fall,

We must away ere break of day

Far over wood and mountain tall.

 

To Rivendell, where Elves yet dwell

In glades beneath the misty fell,

Through moor and waste we ride in haste,

And whither then we cannot tell.

 

With foes ahead, behind us dread,

Beneath the sky shall be our bed,

Until at last our toil be passed,

Our journey done, our errand sped.

 

We must away! We must away!

We ride before the break of day!

 

~As written and sung by Peregrin Took and Merry Brandybuck (The Fellowship of the Ring - Book 1, Ch. 5 "A Conspiracy Unmasked")

 

 

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Last updated: July 11, 2001