J. R. R. Tolkien
When Evening in the Shire was Grey
[Verse 1]
When evening in the Shire was grey
His footsteps on the Hill were heard;
Before the dawn he went away
On journey long without a word
[Verse 2]
From Wilderland to Western shore
From northern waste to southern hill
Through dragon-lair and hidden door
And darkling woods he walked at will
[Verse 3]
With Dwarf and Hobbit, Elves and Men
With mortal and immortal folk
With bird on bough and beast in den
In their own secret tongues he spoke
[Verse 4]
The finest rockets ever seen:
They burst in stars of blue and green
Or after thunder golden showers
Came falling like a rain of flowers
[Verse 5]
He stood upon the bridge alone
And Fire and Shadow both defied;
His staff was broken on the stone
In Khazad-dûm his wisdom died