Beneath the Moon and under star he wandered far from strands, bewildered on enchanted ways beyond the days of mortal lands.
From gnashing of the Narrow Ice where shadow lies on hills, from nether heats and burning waste he turned in haste, and roving still He came unto the timeless halls where shining fall the countless years, and endless reigns the Elder King in Ilmarin on Mountain sheer; and words unheard were spoken then of folk of Men and Elven-kin. Beyond the world were visions showed forbid to those that dwell therein. He saw the Mountain silent rise where twilight lies upon of Valinor, and Eldamar beheld afar beyond the seas.
He came unto the timeless halls where shining fall the countless years, and endless reigns the Elder King in Ilmarin on Mountain sheer; and words unheard were spoken then of folk of Men and Elven-kin. Beyond the world were visions showed forbid to those that dwell therein.
The Silmaril she bound on him and crowned him with the light and dauntless then with burning brow he turned his prow; and in the night from Otherworld beyond the Sea there strong and free a storm arose, His boat it bore with biting breath as might of death across the grey and long-forsaken seas And over Middle-earth he passed and heard at last the weeping sore of women and of elven-maids in Elder Days, in years of yore. But on him mighty doom was laid, till Moon should fade, an orbéd star