-pokes piccy and grins- Really nice picture. Teehe. -clings- Very handsome indeed!
A few archaic yet poetic tidbits for you to look at and try to decipher.
I Enyd
(Sindarin)
rithannen i geven
thangen i harn
na fennas i daur
ol dur ristannen
Eryn echuiannen
i ngelaidh dagrar
ristar thynd, cua tawar
Dambedir enyd i ganed
Si linna i waew trin ylf
lsto i dur i chuiyl
i ngelaidh dagrar
The Missing
(Old English)
Héo naefre wacode dægréd
Tó bisig mid dægeweorcum
Ac oft héo wacode sunnanwanung
Thonne nihtciele créap geond móras
And on thaere hwile
Héo dréag thá losinga
Ealra thinga the héo forléas.
Héo swá oft dréag hire sáwle sincende
Héo ne cúthe hire heortan lust.
The Missing
(Modern English)
She never watched
the morning rising,
Too busy with the
days first chorse
But oft she would watch
the sun's fading
As the cold of night crept
across the moors
And in that moment
She felt the loss
Of everything that
Had been missed
So used to feeling
the spirit sink
She had not felt
her own heart's wish.
