Tolkien reads - We heard of the horns in the hills ringing - Song of the Mounds of Mundburg

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  • Опубликовано: 26 июл 2017
  • J.R.R. Tolkien reads and sings his THE LORD OF THE RINGS The Two Towers & The Return and the King
    Side B
    Band 3
    Book five
    (cloth) p. 124
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Комментарии • 5

  • @TomorrowWeLive
    @TomorrowWeLive 4 года назад +18

    Such marvellous Anglo-Saxon atmosphere.

  • @akash_a.p
    @akash_a.p 8 месяцев назад +2

    A man who's works shine among all others
    J.r.r tolkien is a great author the world has ever seen

  • @lordoftherings999
    @lordoftherings999 10 месяцев назад +1

    Immense and perfect, god-like I say, like anything Tolkien created. Love the pronunciation of Rammas Echor, too.

  • @SiuTung60
    @SiuTung60 7 месяцев назад +2

    We heard of the horns in the hills ringing,
    the swords shining in the South-kingdom,
    Steeds went striding to the Stoningland
    as wind in the morning. War was kindled.
    There Théoden fell, Thengling mighty,
    to his golden halls and green pastures
    in the Northern fields never returning,
    high lord of the host. Harding and Guthláf,
    Dúnhere and Déorwine, doughty Grimbold,
    Herefara and Herubrand, Horn and Fastred,
    fought and fell there in a far country:
    in the Mounds of Mundburg under mould they lie
    with their league-fellows, lords of Gondor.
    Neither Hirluin the Fair to the hills by the sea,
    nor Forlong the old to the flowering vales
    ever, to Arnach, to his own country
    returned in triumph; nor the tall bowmen,
    Derufin and Duilin, to their dark waters,
    meres of Morthond under mountain-shadows.
    Death in the morning and at day's ending
    lords took and lowly. Long now they sleep
    under grass in Gondor by the Great River
    Grey now as tears, gleaming silver,
    red then it rolled, roaring water:
    foam dyed with blood flamed at sunset;
    as beacons mountains burned at evening;
    red fell the dew in Rammas Echor.

    • @peteg475
      @peteg475 6 месяцев назад +1

      "We heard of the horns in the hills ringing,
      the swords shining in the South-kingdom,
      ...ETC
      red fell the dew in Rammas Echor."
      This part is actually beautifully sung in the BBC Radio adaptation (1981) to accompany the sounds of battle. Amazing.