​Only A Smile


That childlike smile that comes and goes 
About your gracious lips and eyes, 
Hath all the sweetness of the rose, 
Which feeds the freckled butterflies. 

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                                                        ​-Mathilde Blind
 
​Tale of Tinúviel

As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinúviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.

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                              The Fellowship of the Ring
                                                           -JRR Tolkien



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