The wise hero must realise how terrible it will be,
when all the wealth of this world lies waste,
as now in various places throughout this middle-earth
walls stand, blown by the wind
covered with frost, the buildings storm-swept.
The halls decay, their lords lie
deprived of joy, the whole hearth-troop has fallen,
proud by the wall.
from THE WANDERER, lines 73-80
— Anonymous
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