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At the Grey Havens ~ Frodo Farewells Merry and Pippin, plus jan-u-wine's "Namárië"....

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At the Grey Havens ~ Frodo farewells his friends:


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From The Return of the King, "The Grey Havens":


Then Elrond and Galadriel rode on; for the Third Age was over, and the Days of the Rings were passed, and an end was come of the story and song of those times….

Though they rode through the midst of the Shire all the evening and all the night, none saw them pass, save the wild creatures; or here and there some wanderer in the dark who saw a swift shimmer under the trees, or a light and shadow glowing through the grass as the Moon went westward. And when they had passed from the Shire, going about the south skirts of the White Downs, they came to the Far Downs, and to the Towers, and looked on the distant Sea; and so they rode down at last to Mithlond, to the Grey Haves in the long first of Lune.

….But Sam was now sorrowful at heart, and it seemed to him that if the parting would be bitter, more grievous still would be the long road home alone. But even as they stood there, and the Elves were going aboard, and all was being made ready to depart, up rode Merry and Pippin in great haste. And amid his tears Pippin laughed.

‘You tried to give us the slip once before and failed, Frodo,’ he said. ‘This time you have nearly succeeded, but you have failed again. It was not Sam, though, that gave you away this time, but Gandalf himself!’

‘Yes,’ said Gandalf; ‘for it will be better to ride back three together than one alone. Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.’

Then Frodo kissed Merry and Pippin....







~ From the “Grey Havens” in RotK, full-screen version of the theatrical release:




























































































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ETA: March 17, 2007

I had not known of this poem by jan-u-wine when I originally posted this entry in the Grey Havens series. Even if few will see it, I want to add it now, so beautifully does it express what Frodo might have felt as he bade his dearest friends goodbye.


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Namárië

~ by jan-u-wine



It was I
taught
Merry
to read.

I see him now,
as he was then,
face pained
with effort,
eyes questioning.....

This time,
wind quickening
in white sails,

ancient planks
warming
our feet,

he reads me.

They have caught me,
at the last,
as they did that other
day
a weary age ago.

Pip.

The sweet, twisting
lilt of his voice
assails me.

The lad who will be Thain....

soldier of Gondor....
friend of Kings,
bane of unwary wizards
(he who was named for the wandering falcon)....

the same lad I once held
in trembling arms,
crying in gladness
at his birth,

now holds me
and weeps in turn.

I will never hear
the sound
of their living voices
again.

Never
lift
a pint
(or a sack
burdened by pilfered
mushrooms)
with them.......

never ride a young heir
to Tookborough
upon my shoulders
or teach an errant
young Brandybuck
his sums.

I will never know
their joys,

their sorrows.......

just as
they have only
imagined
mine.

I cannot see
anything
save blank,
meaningless light,

cannot hear
anything
save the small,
tired sound of
Pip
crying against my
shoulder,

cannot feel anything
save the fierce
crush of Merry's
hand holding mine.

Dear Merry.

He has always
won through
by holding
fast
to what he wants.

Today
Master Merry
will have his
final lesson
from me.

It is late.

Even he who was once grey
and is now white
leans upon the rail far
above my head.

The shimmer of the Sea
sparks
within my mind,

Her voice calls me,
gentling my grief.

I kiss Pip's still somehow
childish cheek,

Merry's closed eyes....

keep him safe for me,
Merry,

watch that he does not
become
too wild,
Pip.

I cannot -

will not
look back.

There is only one form
yet before me.

We are beyond tears.

Hope
touches my heart.

You
will not forget,
will you?

You will be and do
all that I never could....

you will know nights
of peace
and days of sunlight,
your hands turned from
sorrow
by the haven of your
beloved earth.

Your children
will make
my home
a Home
again
and fill it with laughter
and the music
of small feet
running with Life.

I lean my head
upon
the solid comfort
of your shoulder.

The arm that turns
me
is gentle but strong
with purpose.

I would not expect less
from you,
not even here,
not even now.

With great care,
you kiss my forehead,
place my hand
upon the rail
that leads upward.

You say my name,
once,
into the silence between us.

There is more grief,
more hope
in that one word,

than in all
that have ever passed
between us.

Sam.

I promise,
this time,
I will not go
where you cannot follow.

My hand touches yours.

I promise.

Namárië.






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Previous entry, “Setting out for the Grey Havens” (Frodo bids farewell to Sam) HERE.

Next entry (Frodo sails - parting smile) HERE.

Listing of all Frodo Screencap entries HERE.



~ Mechtild
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