Gil-Galad

Gil-Galad was on Elven-king 
Of him the harper sadly sing 
The last whose realm was fair and free 
Between the mountains and the sea 

His sword was long his lance was keen 
His shining helm afar was seen 
The countless stars of heaven's field 
Were mirrored in his silver shield 

But long ago he rode away 
And where he dwelleth none can say 
For into darkness fell his star 
In Mordor where the shadows are