The Last Ship (excerpt)
A sudden music to her came,
As she stood there gleaming
With free hair in the morning's flame
On her shoulders streaming.
Flutes there were, and harps were rung,
And there was sound of singing,
Like wind-voices keen and young
And far bells ringing.
JRRT - The Adventures of Tom Bombadil (Unwin 1990)
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