Past the Twilit Isles, the salt waves fall
on the last strand, in a far land,
and in shadows rear the mountain-wall.
There lies a bay of waters grey.
The sea waves sigh upon the shore,
whispering soft; and high aloft
tow'rs the Pelóri of Valinor,
impassable heights cutting off light.
The Mindon Tower's slender beam
through the gloom shines, and the salt brine,
laid with light, as silver seems,
scattered with stars that nothing mars.
Through the mists the golden lamps are winking,
lonely lights amid the night,
in the sea mirrored, rippling, twinkling,
in the far sea-bay of Alqualondë.
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