The Songs of Melkor Fill the Land

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The songs of Melkor fill the land
And all the bards must dull their thoughts;
The lutes and pipes and strings do wane
To the primeval rhythm's drum.
Words are their most raw utterance
And all wise words are now called wrong.

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Published by B. K. Neifert

Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.

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