Through that age of fading light

  they sing away the days

  The motes then whirled in gleaming flight,

  They dawned and sank away

  Beneath the light of distant stars,

  they wandered far from dreaming strands

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  perplexed on these ensorcelled ways,

  beyond the reach of mortal lands.

  But we shall wait, neath darkening skies

  while oceans shine and burn,

  with joyful hearts and starlit eyes

  at the singing elves' return.