The Grey Havens

Dartha o nas a thar emyn

Men 'wain egor annon thurin

Ah ae anann erphennin hain

Na vedui cenithon aur wain

I badathon raid yriel

Amrûn n'Anor, Annûn n'Ithil.

Still round a corner there may wait

A new road or a secret gate;

And though I oft have passed them by,

A day will come at last when I

Shall take the hidden paths that run

West of the Moon, East of the Sun.