The Dragon is Withered
His Bones are now Crumbled
His Armor is Shrivered
His Splendor is Humbled
Oh tra-la-la-lalley here down in the Valley ha ha
Though Swords shall be Rusted
And Throne of Crown Perish
With Strength that Men Trusted
And Wealth that they Cherished
Oh tra-la-la-lalley here down in the Valley ha-ha
The Stars are far Brighter than Gems without measure
The Moon is far Whiter than Silvery Treasure
And Leaves are yet Swinging
And Bells are yet Singing
Come Back to the Valley ha-ha!
Oh Where are you Going so Late in Returning?
The River is Flowing
The Stars are all Burning
Ha-ha ha-la-lalley Here down in the Valley ha-ha!
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The Dragon is Withered: Childrens Version
PoetryJ.R.R. Tolkien's poem in a children's version. I grew up with it.
