FAR OVER THE MISTY
MOUNTAINS COLD
TO DUNGEONS DEEP
AND CAVERNS OLD -
WE MUST AWAY ERE
BREAK OF DAY
TO SEEK THE PALE
ENCHANTED GOLD.
FOR ANCIENT KING
AND ELVISH LORD
THERE MANY A GLEAMING
GOLDEN HOARD -
THEY SHAPED AND WROUGHT
AND LIGHT THEY CAUGHT
TO HIDE IN GEMS
ON HILT OF SWORD.
T H E G O L D E N G A T E