“-Renich i lú i erui govannem?

-Nauthannen i ned ôl reniannen.

-Gwenwin in enninath. Ú-‘arnech in naeth i si celich. Renech i beth i pennen?

-You said you`d bind yourself to me ,
Forsaking the immortal life of your people.

-And to that I hold.
I would rather share one life time with you ,
than face all the ages of this world alone .
I choose a mortal life.

-You cannot give me this !

-It is mine to give to whom I will .
Like my heart. ”

Indeed in nothing is the power of the Dark Lord more clearly shown than in the estrangement that divides all those who still oppose him. Yet so little faith and trust do we find now in the world beyond Lothlórien, unless maybe in Rivendell, that we dare not by our own trust endanger our land. We live now upon an island amid many perils, and our hands are mor often upon the bowstring than upon the harp.

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
Book II: Lothlórien
—JRR Tolkien