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When I originally wrote the set of ‘epic scenes’ based on the mythology of J R R Tolkien generally classed under the title of The Silmarillion, I never expected that there would be any further expansion necessary to a work that was already extended enough in its duration and its sheer scale. Indeed, in the introduction to the score of The Fall of Gondolin I quite specifically stated that the admittedly inconclusive ending of that work brought my labours in the field of The Silmarillion to an end, if only because Tolkien himself had failed to provide any usable material for the final segment of his legend. Much of the material he had written back in the early 1920s had related to wildly different versions of the mythology and bore little resemblance to the final shape of that mythology; and his ultimate work in that sphere, a brief and somewhat mysterious rewriting of the final pages made in the late 1930s, still showed evidence of earlier versions of the tales which had not yet been perfectly adumbrated into the work as a whole. Under the circumstances it seemed to me best to provide an admittedly artificial conclusion to The Fall of Gondolin which could be regarded as rounding out the cycle in a manner that for Tolkien enthusiasts would never be more than a stop-gap but which might hopefully be regarded as forgivable under the circumstances.

 

Some eight years later I did provide a sort of extension to that text in the form of my setting of Bilbo’s Lay of Eärendil as presented in The Fellowship of the Ring, which served in some ways to provide an oblique glance at the later development of the mythology in its final stages. This was partially written in order to provide a brief synthesis of some of the Silmarillion music which by that stage I was regarding as unlikely ever to be performed, and also because I had long been

attracted by the notion of making a setting of what is after all Tolkien’s longest continual piece of completed lyrical writing in the whole of his mythology. As such The Lay of Eärendil  lies somewhat outside the main body of my Tolkien Silmarillion cycle.

 

However at the time when the recording of the cycle of epic scenes was already drawing towards completion after four or five years of continual work, Simon Crosby Buttle suggested to me that there might indeed be a case to be made for providing a full fifth segment of ‘epic scenes’ which would bring the Silmarillion cycle to a conclusion in a manner closer to that which Tolkien had intended. I was initially sceptical. For reasons that I had explained in my introduction to the score of The Fall of Gondolin written twenty years earlier, I did not regard there as being sufficient material to provide a satisfactory musical framework to cover these episodes. Simon set out to try and prove otherwise, and produced a lengthy and in many ways most remarkable compendium of material which demonstrated to my mind with some conclusiveness that I might have been over-hasty in my reluctance to look at the existing material in a more constructive light. The result is perhaps dramatically

unbalanced, with the story of Eärendil in the centre overweighing the remainder; but at the same time this may have been something close to what Tolkien himself might have intended, and there was an additional consideration that could be brought into play here.

 

This arose from my treatment of the ‘love scene’ in Beren and Lúthien, where I had employed Aragorn’s much later song from The Fellowship of the Ring as a framework surrounding a series of brief vignettes drawn from Tolkien’s other dramatic writing on the same legend. These were then subsumed into a musical whole which in the case of the Beren and Lúthien scene took the form of a musical rondo. It occurred to me that Bilbo’s lengthy narrative poem could be similarly employed, although the sheer discursiveness of the music meant that it would be much more symphonically organised and that the narrative chorus surrounding the scenes would assume a greater degree of both musical and dramatic significance. This central section of the legend could then be surrounded by earlier material extending the plot of Fëanor to a point where the intervention of the Sons of Fëanor in the ‘matter of the Silmarils’ could be fully explored, but would also then provide a lead into material relating to the end of the First Age of Middle-Earth (which Bilbo’s song completely omits). It also seemed to me then that it might be legitimate to extend the story of the First Age further bringing it up to a point where it would actually make contact with the plot of The Lord of the Rings, which would of course already be familiar to most listeners.

 

The interesting thing in all of this is that Tolkien himself may perhaps have had some similar notion. There has long been a mystery attached to the history of his treatment of the text of Bilbo’s Lay of Eärendil, where Christopher Tolkien suspects that he may have continued to revise and work on the poem even after the final version had been sent to the printers. But one of the peculiar things about this is that the version as initially published omits all references to the actions of the Sons of Fëanor in the raid of Eärendil and Elwing’s dwelling at the Mouths of Sirion, which leads to their exile and their mission to Valinor. It may well be that Tolkien, who had already excised Eärendil’s encounter with Ungoliant from earlier versions of his poem, was further abridging the legend and may have intended to reduce the role of the Sons of Fëanor to a greater degree. This in turn would have meant drastic alterations to the course of the plot regarding the final fate of the Silmarils, the relationship between Maedhros and Maglor, and (as we can see in late sketches) the abandonment altogether of one or another of Fëanor’s young twin sons, who in later versions meets a very different fate much earlier in the development of the mythology. It is unclear indeed how these matters might ever have been resolved, although some vague glimpses may be seen from the fact that references to “the Sons of Fëanor” are altogether omitted from the text of the first edition of The Lord of the Rings (they were introduced in the second edition ten years later).

 

Inevitably, given the fragmentary nature of the source material, the text for The War of Wrath lacks dramatic cohesion. The First Triptych is effectively a series of flashbacks relating events contemporaneous with the First Triptych of Fëanor (Scene One), preceding the events of Beren and Lúthien (Scene Two) or parallel to the Third Triptych of The Fall of Gondolin (Scene Three). This is however not inconsistent with procedures earlier in the cycle, where the whole of the First Triptych of The Fall of Gondolin relates events which in Tolkien’s history actually fall between the narratives of Fëanor and Beren and Lúthien. Similarly the dialogues in Scene Two of The War of Wrath serve to set the stage for the rivalry between the Sons of Fëanor and Thingol, which will lead in Scene Three to the ruin of Doriath and in Scene Five to their raid on the havens of Sirion.

 

The Second Triptych is more straightforward, since the narrative of Bilbo’s Lay of Eärendil forms a framework into which are inserted sections of dramatic dialogue drawn largely from Tolkien’s material for the end of The Silmarillion written in 1937 but with some interpolations from elsewhere such as Legolas’s song from The Lord of the Rings. The text for the Third Triptych draws on the same material, but leads into dialogue from Of the Rings of Power (included in the final section of The Silmarillion as published in 1977), and further references to The Lord of the Rings culminating in Sauron’s forging of the One Ring, echoed by the voice of Morgoth in the ‘Black Speech’.

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The Epilogue caused considerable problems, however. At one stage I contemplated the use of ‘Bilbo’s Last Song’, either in the form that Tolkien revised it in the late 1960s or in its earlier 1930s version as Vestr am haf, but eventually I concluded that the poem itself was too bound up with the events of The Lord of the Rings to be satisfactory in a Silmarillion context. I accordingly took up a suggestion by Wayne Hammond and Christina Scull that I should investigate the possibilities of using some of Tolkien’s early poems, and I discovered potential in the lengthy poem Kortirion which he had written in 1915 but had

subjected to later revision including a final overhaul in the 1960s when the verses were considered for inclusion in the published collection The Adventures of Tom Bombadil. Tolkien himself rejected such an idea – “they would overbalance the boat” – but it seemed to me that some selection from the lengthy poem, celebrating the continuing presence of the ideals represented by the Elves in the modern world, would make a perfect conclusion to a cycle which sought to encapsulate The Silmarillion as a whole, and to The War of Wrath in particular where the Prologue had included a setting of The shores of Valinor, one of the very earliest of Tolkien’s verses on the subject of Middle-Earth. The parallels were underlined by the use of the original Anglo-Saxon verse couplet about Eärendel which had first inspired the author, given in the Elvish translation which he had contrived for use by Frodo in The Lord of the Rings, and which returns in the Epilogue to frame the later verses which set the drama in the context of a mortal existence.

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PAUL CORFIELD GODFREY

 

 

I wanted to just give a brief note on some of the decisions made during the compilation of the libretto for this work, in which I had a hand.  In trying to convince Paul that the “Silmarillion Cycle” needed a final part I started working my way through any references to Eärendil that could be found in the extended printed works of Tolkien, including the often contradictory or abandoned versions in The History of Middle-Earth.  Using these as a basis I put a sample libretto together for Paul that

focused primarily on The Voyage of Eärendil, a title this opera had for a brief while.  This version had some noticeable gaps and plot holes in it that I highlighted for Paul in the hope that he would either know of something that could work or be able to write something to fit in, a noticeable example here being no dialogue for when Eärendil and Elwing meet upon Vingelot.  The meeting with the Valar was similarly problematic as in the original texts all that exists is the judgement and not the plea.

 

Paul, after a brief while, came back with a left-field solution to these problems…and that was to think bigger in scope for the story and focus on the fact that these are “Epic Scenes” and not necessarily a comprehensive dramatic version.  What was originally The Voyage of Eärendil became Scenes Four to Eight of the current work, with the choral narrative taking care of a lot of the missing dialogues, and telling the story at a much brisker pace.  All of the events occur as they did, but without the need for creation of non-Tolkien dialogue.

 

With the expansion of the scope of the story came a list of events that we could employ to fill out the narrative and close up the various loose threads of the story Paul began with Fëanor.  Círdan’s vision of Eärendil, although now being given to him by Ulmo rather than the Elder King, reminds us of how much Ulmo interferes with events, even centuries before Eärendil’s birth, to achieve his desired outcome. The other major addition to the beginnings of the story was for us to witness the ruin of Doriath; we have seen the fall of Nargothrond and Gondolin in the previous works, so it felt right that this should be there.  Paul gave me a list of sources for the two scenes in Doriath, the first a deliberate placing of Galadriel in his operatic world and a reminder about the treachery of the Sons of Fëanor (it has been two evenings since we’ve heard from them).  This was lifted almost straight out of the Grey Annals with only a few edits.  Scene Three was where we have deviated the most from the published Silmarillion in order to fit the events into the current narrative without the addition of a whole raft of characters just for one appearance.  In the version compiled by Christopher Tolkien for The Silmarillion, Thingol is murdered by dwarves in Doriath; Melian then removes her enchantments from the realm and leaves.  Their grandson Dior subsequently takes up residence until the Sons of Fëanor massacre the majority of the inhabitants with only a few escaping, including Elwing with the Silmaril.  The death of Thingol is treated very differently in the much earlier version in The Tale of the Nauglafring, where he is killed outside of the protections of Doriath (whilst out hunting) and his head is presented to Melian by the dwarves who lusted after his treasure.  This is a much more “operatic” scenario (that thankfully deals with the beheading offstage, as such things in full view of a live audience are more often than not a source of unwanted hilarity).  Still, this involved the addition of new characters and didn’t fulfil the need to get the Silmaril out of Doriath and into the hands of Elwing ready for the following narrative. 

 

The solution that we found for this came by combining this version of events with the ultimate end of the elven realm.  By replacing the dwarves with the already-seen sons of Fëanor, having them kill Thingol (rather than Dior) and be the ones to present his head to Melian we get to keep them as seen antagonists in this work and give them an arc to their ultimate downfall in Scene Eight.  We still had the issue of the Silmaril to deal with, though: the need to have Elwing as a refugee and be seen to have it in her possession is much neater than her suddenly having it without an explanation in Scene Five.  The answer came with a bit of sideways thinking, using the Nauglafring text again.  There Melian is having a conversation with a handmaiden just before the attack begins; by giving the handmaiden’s lines to Elwing, we get to see her in Doriath before she weds Eärendil.  The contrivance that did need to be manufactured, though, was the presence of Thingol’s Silmaril in the throne room rather than round his neck when he dies; otherwise the sons of Fëanor would have no reason to attack Doriath.  By having Melian bundle Elwing offstage with the gem in her possession, the plot hole was closed and we could witness the ultimate destruction of realm after Melian abandons it.

 

The Prologue was designed as a re-introduction of the Valar (who haven’t been seen since Fëanor) utilising poetry about Eärendil and Valinor that would serve as a prophecy.  Scene Nine came about as a connection from this story to the later Ages, so having the opportunity to see Sauron deceiving the Elves into creating the Rings of Power, and his forging of the “One Ring” fitted well.

 

The Epilogue, as previously mentioned by Paul, was problematic; but once he had settled on the poetry he wanted to use, we needed a way to visualise it on stage.  The wording of the poetry fitted well with the waning of the Elves and I mentioned to Paul that we currently have three of the Elven Ringbearers appearing in this work: Galadriel, Círdan and Elrond (although the latter has been seen only as a child).  By the time of the Epilogue though, after the Last Alliance, Elrond would be grown and bearing the ring.  So a show of solidarity between the three Ring-bearers, whilst contemplating the end of their time, seemed like a fitting end to this version of the “Silmarillion”. 

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SIMON CROSBY BUTTLE

Orchestra

3 Flutes (3rd Flute doubling Piccolo)

2 Oboes

English Horn

2 Clarinets

Bass Clarinet

2 Bassoons

Contrabassoon

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4 Horns

2 Tenor Horns ("Wagner Tubas")

2 Bass Horns ("Wagner Tubas")

3 Trumpets

2 Tenor Trombones

Bass Trombone

Tuba

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Timpani

Three Percussion Players (Side Drum, Tenor Drum, Bass Drum, Tamborine, Cymbals, Crotales, Triangle, Gong, Whip, Steel Plates, Glockenspiel, Vibraphone, Thunder)

Pianoforte (doubling Celesta)

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Harp

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12 First Violins

12 Second Violins

8 Violas

8 Violoncellos

6 Double Basses

Characters

Valar and Maiar:

 

The ELDER KING (Bass)

ELBERETH (Soprano), his spouse

ULMO (Bass-Baritone), Lord of the Waters

MANDOS (Baritone), Lord of Death

EÖNWË (Baritone), Herald of the Valar

MORGOTH (Bass), the Enemy

SAURON (Bass), his servant

MELIAN (Mezzo-soprano), Queen of Doriath

 

Elves:

 

THINGOL GREYCLOAK (Bass), King of Doriath

GALADRIEL (Soprano), sister of King Finrod Felagund

CÍRDAN (Bass), a mariner

MAEDHROS (Baritone), surviving son of Fëanor

MAGLOR (Tenor), surviving son of Fëanor

CURUFIN (Tenor), survivng son of Fëanor

 

Half-elven:

 

EÄRENDIL (Tenor), son of Tuor and Idril

ELWING (Mezzo-soprano), his wife, great-granddaughter of Thingol and Melian

ELROND (Tenor as an adult, silent as a child), one of their twin sons

ELROS (silent child), one of their twin sons

 

Mixed chorus Unseen Voices

Synopsis

The Prophecy (Prologue)

Elbereth and the host of the Valar are seated in the Ring of Doom awaiting the first arrival of the Elves crossing from Middle-earth.  She sings of the beauties of Valinor and of Eärendil, the one who will sacrifice everything to     eventually come to the aid of all of the Children of Illúvatar.

 

The Vision (Scene One)

Círdan, one of the Elves travelling across Middle-Earth to make the crossing to Valinor, is delayed because of searching for his missing friend Thingol. He arrives at the shore too late to board the ships and swears to build his own ship to make the crossing.  Ulmo, the Lord of Waters, appears to him in a vision and tells him wait behind and bide his time for the prophecy of Eärendil to come to fruition.  He shows him an image of a white ship sailing through the air shining as a star.  Círdan relents and stays behind.

 

The events of scenes four to the epilogue of Fëanor take place in between these scenes.

 

The Questioning (Scene Two)

In the hidden realm of Doriath, Melian the Queen asks Galadriel to tell her of the reasons for the exile of the Noldor to Middle-Earth. Galadriel is reluctant to reveal all and will not talk of the Kinslaying.  Melian warns Thingol that the disputes between the princes of the Noldor will threaten his realm, and that the sons of Fëanor are not to be trusted. She foresees that the coming of Men, and that one man in particular, will soon change the destiny of both races.

 

The events of Beren and Lúthien, The Children of Húrin and all but the epilogue of The Fall of Gondolin take place in between these scenes.​ In the interim the great wolf Carcharoth, driven mad by the Silmaril still burning inside him, breaks through the Girdle of Melian and begins a rampage through Doriath.  He is slain and Mablung removes the gem from his belly and returns it to Thingol in Doriath.

 

The Ruin of Doriath (Scene Three)

Melian is beginning to feel her control over events is slipping; and the Sons of Fëanor, mindful of their Oath to keep the Silmarils from any but themselves, discover that one of their father’s creations is held by Thingol in Doriath.  On the festival of the King, when Thingol is hunting outside the Girdle of Melian, they ambush and kill him.  This creates enough disruption to Melian’s power for them to cross her barrier and enter Doriath.  They begin a brutal and ruthless sacking of the Realm in search for the Gem.  When coming close to the throne room Melian quickly sends her great-granddaughter Elwing away from the city with the Silmaril.  The Sons of Fëanor break into the throne room and present Melian with the head of her husband.  At that moment she abandons all of her protections of the realm and walks away from her home, unchallenged by the attackers.  The Sons of Fëanor then discover that the Silmaril is no longer there and the realm is destroyed.

 

The survivors of all of the great realms of Beleriand, Nargothrond, Gondolin and Doriath, along with the remaining members of the great Houses of Men are now isolated on the Western Coast of Middle-Earth, the majority in the Havens of Sirion, where Tuor acts as Lord of the Exiles.  The rest of the land is now taken by Morgoth’s forces and the war against him is all but lost.  Tuor sails off into the west to seek aid from the Valar against Morgoth and is never heard from again.

 

The Mariner (Scene Four)

Eärendil is now married to Elwing and they have twin sons, Elrond and Elros.  The situation in Middle-Earth is now dire and he has no recourse but to brave the sea and try to find the Blessed Realm to ask for the assistance of the Valar.  Círdan aids him in building a ship, Vingelot, to make the crossing and he bids farewell to his family.  The enchantments placed by the Valar mean that his ship ends up lost at sea.

 

The Voyage of Eärendil (Scene Five)

The Sons of Fëanor attempt to seize the Silmaril from Elwing, which she has kept in hiding. Elrond and Elros manage to flee but Elwing is trapped against a cliff edge.  As Curufin attempts to take the gem from her she throws herself into the sea, and in pursuit of her he falls to his death in the waves. Ulmo intervenes and bears her aloft as a seabird to the deck of Eärendil’s ship. Together, with the Silmaril bound upon the brow of Eärendil, the two of them set sail once again for Valinor and this time through its power they succeed.

 

The Judgement (Scene Six)

Eönwë the herald of the Valar bids Eärendil and his wife welcome to the Blessed Realm.  Eärendil pleads on behalf of the two Kindreds for their aid in the war against Morgoth.  His prophecy is now fulfilled and the Valar agree to lend support to the forces in Middle-Earth opposing the enemy Morgoth. But the two half-elven are not allowed to return to Middle-Earth, and their ship is raised to the stars with the Silmaril bound to its mast.

 

The War of Wrath (Scene Seven)

The assault of the Valar comes to Morgoth, and his realm is laid to waste.  He tries to resist by sending massive winged dragons into the fray but Eärendil, now aboard his ship of the air, comes to slay the beasts. Morgoth is ultimately captured, chained and sent into the Void.  The remaining two Silmarils are taken from his crown by Eönwë.

 

The Silmarils Come to Rest (Scene Eight)

Maglor and Maedhros, the two remaining of the Sons of Fëanor, demand that the Silmarils should be surrendered to them in fulfilment of their Oath. To this Eönwë consents; but the jewels burn the hands of the two brothers with unendurable pain, and they cast them into the depths of the Earth and the Sea.  The Valar save the survivors of the war by sending them East to Eregion and then sink the wasted Beleriand into the sea.

 

The Rings of Power (Scene Nine)

Sauron, the surviving servant of Morgoth, attempts to seduce the Elves by the suggestion that with their creative powers they should seek to render Middle-Earth as blissful as the distant realm of the Valar. But he deceives them, and as he forges the One Ring to make himself the master, the voice of Morgoth is heard pronouncing the doom of the Elves.

 

The Waning (Epilogue)

The three bearers of the Elven Rings, Elrond, Galadriel and Círdan, lament the downfall of the Elves, but suggest that their powers are not yet ended, even in times far distant.  They will await the end of the darkness and the Age of Men.

Libretto

Text by J R R TOLKIEN  extracted from The Silmarillion, The Book of Lost Tales (edited by C R Tolkien)

and The Lord of the Rings

used by kind permission of the estate of the late John Ronald Reuel Tolkien and HarperCollinsPublishers

by

PAUL CORFIELD GODFREY ©2022

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The Prophecy (Prologue)

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The Timeless Halls in Valinor. The Valar are present, seated in a semi-circle with the Elder King and Elbereth centre stage, also in prominent positions are Mandos and Ulmo.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Aiya Eärendil elenion Ancalima!                  Hail, Eärendil, brightest of stars!

 

ELBERETH [rises and walks slowly into the middle of the semi-circle]

East of the Moon, west of the Sun there stands a lonely hill;

its feet are in the pale green sea, its towers are white and still,

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UNSEEN VOICES   

Beyond Taniquetil, in Valinor.

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ELBERETH

Comes never there but one lone star that fled before the moon;

and there the Two Trees naked are that bore Night’s silver bloom,

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UNSEEN VOICES   

Beyond Taniquetil, in Valinor.

 

ELBERETH

West of the Sun, east of the Moon lies the haven of the star,

the White Tower of the Wanderer and the rocks of Eglamar,

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UNSEEN VOICES   

Beyond Taniquetil, in Valinor.

 

ELBERETH

There Vingelot* is harboured, while Eärendil looks afar

o’er the darkness of the waters between here and Eglamar,

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UNSEEN VOICES   

Out, beyond Taniquetil, in Valinor.

 

The lights fade as Elbereth returns to her throne and rejoins the other Valar.

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* VINGELOT: The ship built by EÄRENDIL, with the aid of CÍRDAN, for the purpose of attempting to reach VALINOR.

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The Vision (Scene One)

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The shores of Middle-Earth by the Mouths of Sirion. A faint light is seen in the distance: Círdan approaches the seashore at the head of some of his people.

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CÍRDAN  

I will follow that light, alone if none will come with me,

for the ship that I have been building is now almost ready.*

         

The light fades: he makes for his ship, but is halted by the voice of Ulmo.

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ULMO  

One day a messenger from Middle-Earth will come through the shadows to Valinor,

and Manwë shall hear, and Mandos relent.

Abide now that time, for when it comes, then will your work be of utmost worth,

and it will be remembered in song for many ages after.**

 

A vision is shown to Círdan of a great white ship, sailing through the air.

 

​UNSEEN VOICES  

A ship like a white boat, shining above him, that sailed west through the air,

and as it dwindled in the distance it looked like a star of so great a brilliance

that it cast a shadow of Círdan upon the shore where he stood.

 

CIRDAN [relenting]  

I obey.

 

The light gradually fades and mists cover the scene.

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CÍRDAN IS DELAYED: This scene is set all the way back during the time of Scene Two of “Fëanor”.  The ELVES are journeying across MIDDLE-EARTH to cross the sea to VALINOR. It is in this crossing that THINGOL meets MELIAN and chooses to stay behind with her.  Her magic conceals his location from the rest of his kin. CÍRDAN is delayed because he is searching for THINGOL and that is why he misses the last ship here.

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** THE PROPHECY OF EÄRENDIL: Here ULMO is showing the prophecy to CÍRDAN in order to have him be on the shores of BELERIAND to aid EÄRENDIL in the construction of VINGELOT.

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The Questioning (Scene Two)*

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The scene now revealed is the throne room in the realm of Doriath. Two thrones are prominent; Melian is seated upon one and the other is currently vacant. In attendance on Melian is Galadriel.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

And at times Melian and Galadriel would speak together of Valinor

and the bliss of old;

but beyond the dark hour of the death of the Trees Galadriel would not go,

but ever fell silent.

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MELIAN  

There is some woe that lies upon you and your kin.

That I can see in you, but all else is hidden from me;

for by no vision or thought can I perceive anything that passes in the West.

A shadow lies over all the land of Aman, and reaches far out over the sea.

Why will you not tell me more?**

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GALADRIEL [avoiding Melian’s gaze]  

For that woe is past, and I would take what joy is here left, untroubled by memory.

And maybe there is woe enough yet to come, though still hope may seem bright.

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MELIAN [looking directly into her eyes]  

I believe not that the Noldor came forth as messengers of the Valar,

as was said at first:

not though they came in the very hour of our need.

For what cause, Galadriel,

were the high people of the Noldor driven forth as exiles from Aman? 

Or what evil lies on the sons of Fëanor, that they are so haughty and so fell? 

Do I not strike near the truth?

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GALADRIEL 

Near, save that we were not driven forth,

but came of our own will and against that of the Valar.

And through great peril, and in despite of the Valar, for this purpose we came:

to take vengeance upon Morgoth, and regain what he stole.

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UNSEEN VOICES   

Then Galadriel spoke to Melian of the Silmarils,

and of the slaying of King Finwë at Formenos;

but still she said no word of the Oath, nor of the Kinslaying,

nor of the burning of the ships at Losgar.

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MELIAN  

Now much you tell me, and yet more I perceive.

A darkness you would cast over the long road from Tirion,

but I see evil there, which Thingol should learn for his guidance.

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GALADRIEL  

Maybe, but not of me.

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Galadriel makes an obeisance and leaves. Thingol enters deep in thought and sits upon his throne.

 

​UNSEEN VOICES

And Melian spoke then no more of these matters with Galadriel;

but she told to King Thingol all that she had heard of the Silmarils.

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MELIAN  

This is a great matter, greater indeed than the Noldor themselves understand;

for the light of Aman and the fate of Arda lie locked now in these things,

the work of Fëanor who now is gone.

They shall not be recovered, I foretell, by any power of the Eldar;

and the world shall be broken in battles that are yet to come,

ere they are wrested from Morgoth.

See now!  Fëanor they have slain, and many another, as I guess;

but first of all the deaths they have brought

and yet shall bring was Finwë your friend.

Morgoth slew him, ere he fled from Aman.

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THINGOL [filled with grief and foreboding]  

Now at last I understand the coming of the Noldor out of the west,

at which I wondered much before.

Not to our aid did they come (save by chance);

for those that remain in Middle-Earth the Valar

will leave to their own devices, until the uttermost need.

For vengeance and redress of their loss the Noldor came.

Yet all the more sure shall they be as allies against Morgoth,

with whom it is not now to be thought that they shall ever make treaty.

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MELIAN

Truly for these causes they came; but for others also. Beware of the sons of Fëanor! 

The shadow of the wrath of the Valar lies upon them; and they have done evil,

I perceive, both in Aman and to their own kin.

A grief but lulled to sleep lies between the princes of the Noldor.

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THINGOL  

What is that to me? 

Of Fëanor I have heard but report, which makes him great indeed.

Of his sons I hear little to my pleasure;

yet they are likely to prove the deadliest foes of our foe.

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MELIAN  

Their swords and their counsels shall have two edges.

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Thingol departs, and Melian rises from her throne. She moves downstage and as she sings the lights fade on the throne room.  Lights come up elsewhere on the stage and we see a dim vision from the future of Beren and Lúthien.

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MELIAN  

Now the world runs on swiftly to great tidings.

And one of Men shall indeed come; and the Girdle of Melian shall not restrain him,

for doom greater than my power shall send him.***

And the songs that shall spring from that coming shall endure

when all Middle-earth is changed.

          

The lights on the vision dim, and Melian is left alone in the only light on stage.

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This scene is set after the end of “Feanor” and before the beginning of “Beren and Lúthien”. GALADRIEL has survived the journey across the NARROW ICE and is now an apprentice to MELIAN.

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** THE SINDAR AND THE NOLDOR: When the NOLDOR first arrive in BELERIAND they will not give the reason for their exile from VALINOR, but instead tell the SINDAR that they have come to aid them in the fight against MORGOTH.

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*** FORESIGHT OF BEREN: Here MELIAN is seen having a vision of the one of the RACE OF MEN who will eventually come to DORAITH and become her daughter’s husband.

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The Ruin of Doriath (Scene Three)*

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Then a winter, as it were the hoar age of mortal men, fell upon Thingol.

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In another vision, Mablung is seen standing over the body of the slain wolf Carcharoth**, holding aloft a Silmaril in his hand which he then passes to Thingol. Melian watches with great foreboding.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

He sat long is silence, gazing at the great treasure.

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The lights fade on this vision. In another corner of the stage lights come up on Curufin, Maglor, Maedhros and the other surviving sons of Fëanor.

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MAGLOR  

The hunt is up, the woods are stirred!

 

CURUFIN 

In the woods things may be learned;

and if he bears a Silmaril,

I need declare no more in words;

but by right it is ours.

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The lights fade on the sons of Fëanor, and rise again on the throne room of Doriath. Many years have passed.  Melian is seated on her throne, the Nauglamir*** containing the Silmaril shines brightly on that of her husband.

 

UNSEEN VOICES  

Now when the horns of the hunt grew faint in the forest,

Melian sat long in silence with foreboding in her heart and eyes.

 

ELWING**** [enters and approaches her]  

Wherefore, lady, are you sorrowful at the high feast of the King?

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MELIAN  

Evil seeks our land, and my heart misgives me

that my days in Middle-Earth are speeding to an end;

yet if I should lose Thingol, then I would wish

that never had I wandered forth from Valinor.

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ELWING  

Nay, but have you not woven a web of enchantment about us,

so that we need not fear?

 

MELIAN  

Yet it seems to me that there is a rat that gnaws the threads,

and all the web has become unwoven.

 

At that moment there is a loud cry and the sounds of a struggle from beyond the doors. Melian bundles the Silmaril into a cloak and hands it to Elwing, bidding her silently to leave with it. A blood-stained Curufin enters, and walks straight to Thingol’s throne and seats himself.

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MELIAN  

Wherefore, renegade, do you defile the seat of my lord?  

Little had I ever thought to see one of the sons of Fëanor sat there,

a robber stained with murder,

a league-fellow of the enemies of his kin.

Or think you that it is a glorious deed,

to assail a defenceless house when its lord is far away? 

Get you gone, lest Thingol returning repay you bitterly.

 

CURUFIN [bidding his brothers to enter]  

Nay, but already he is come.

 

The other sons of Fëanor enter, bearing the head of Thingol which they throw at the feet of Melian. She breathes deeply and rises to her full height, looking Curufin in the eye until he flinches back.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Melian saw in her heart all that had befallen,

and how the Curse of Mandos had fallen upon Doriath.

And a great darkness fell on her mind,

and her counsel and lore forsook her.

She went forth, and none stayed her.

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MELIAN  

Hateful is now become the land that I loved, and the trees misshapen.

No more shall music here be heard! 

Let all voices fail in Doriath,

and in every dale and upon every hill let the trees stand silent!

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She turns to leave and starts to walk away, still the proud Queen. Some of the sons of Fëanor seek to stop her, but Maedhros halts them and they watch her leave.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

She vanished out of Middle-Earth,

and passed to the land of the Valar,

to muse upon her sorrows

in the gardens of Lórien whence she came.

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Curufin regains his composure and, calling his brothers to him, he silently bids them to start searching for the Silmaril.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Thus Doriath was destroyed,

but the sons of Fëanor gained not what they sought;

for a remnant of the people fled before them, and they escaped,

and bearing with them the Silmaril they came in time

to the Mouths of Sirion by the sea.

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Their search is shown to be in vain and they leave in fury, ransacking the throne room.  The lights fade on the now derelict realm of Doriath.

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* This scene takes place after the fall of the city of GONDOLIN but before the events in the Epilogue of The Fall of Gondolin

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** THE DEMISE OF CARCHAROTH: The wolf bred by MORGOTH by this point has been driven mad by the burning of the SILMARIL inside his belly.  His rampage through BELERIAND ends in DORIATH where he is slain.

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*** NAUGLAMIR: A necklace created by DWARVES that THINGOL has the SILMARIL set into.

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**** ELWING: The HALF-ELVEN granddaughter of BEREN and LÚTHIEN, great-granddaughter of MELIAN and THINGOL.

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The Mariner (Scene Four)

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The lights gradually come up on the Havens of Sirion, as in Scene One.  We see Círdan and some of his people assisting Eärendil in preparations to sail in his ship Vingelot.

 

UNSEEN VOICES

Eärendil was a mariner that tarried in Arvernien;

he built a boat of timber felled in Nimbrethil to journey in;

her sails he wove of silver fair, of silver were her lanterns made,

her prow was fashioned like a swan, and light upon her banners laid.

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The ship is now ready. Círdan gifts to Eärendil his weapons, which his people place aboard the ship.

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UNSEEN VOICES

His coat that came of ancient kings of chainéd rings was forged of old;

his shining shield all wounds defied, with runes engraved of dwarven gold.

His bow was made of dragon-horn, his arrows shorn of ebony,

of triple steel his habergeon, his scabbard of chalcedony,

his sword was like a flame in sheath, with gems was wreathed his helmet tall,

an eagle plume upon his crest, upon his breast an emerald.

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Elwing, now Eärendil’s spouse, enters with their young children Elrond and Elros. Círdan and his people leave them alone on stage.

 

EÄRENDIL  

It is likely that you will see me never again;

and if you do not, then harden your hearts,

and cease not from war, but endure to the end.

But if I do not fail of my errand,

then also you may not see me again;

but a sign you will see, and new hope shall be given to you.

To the Sea, to the Sea! the white gulls are crying,

the wind is blowing and the white foam is flying.

West, west away the round sun is falling.

Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,

the voices of my people that have gone before me?

I will leave, I will leave the realm that bore me,

for our days are ending and our years failing.

I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.

Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,

sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,

in Eressëa, in Elvenhome that no man may discover,

where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever!

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Eärendil embraces Elwing and his children, boards his ship and sets sail. Once the ship has gone she leads their children away.

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UNSEEN VOICES

Beneath the moon and under star

he wandered far from Northern strands,

bewildered on enchanted ways

beyond the days of mortal lands.

From gnashing of the Narrow Ice

where shadow lies on frozen hills,

from nether heats and burning waste

he turned in haste, and roving still

on starless waters far away

at last he came to Night of Naught,

and passed, and never sight he saw

of shining shore not light he sought.

The winds of wrath came driving him,

as blindly in the foam he fled,

from west to east and errandless,

unheralded he homeward sped.

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* This scene takes place after the Epilogue of “The Fall of Gondolin”.

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The Voyage of Eärendil (Scene Five)

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The sons of Fëanor are seen gathered at the side of the stage.

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MAGLOR  

A Silmaril of Fëanor still burns in the woods of Nimbrethil.

 

MAEDHROS  

For what reason do we suffer exile,

if others gather to their hoard the heirlooms that are ours?

 

CURUFIN  

Then must the Silmaril be given to the sons of Fëanor.

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The lights come up on Elwing, brandishing the Silmaril, and her sons, who are backed up against a cliff edge with Curufin, Maedhros and Maglor blocking their escape.  As Curufin presses the advantage Elrond and Elros, urged on by their mother, manage to dash past him and flee the stage; Maglor pursues them.

 

UNSEEN VOICES

In might the sons of Fëanor

that swore the unforgotten oath

brought war into Arvernien

with burning and with broken troth;

and Elwing from her fastness down

then cast her in the waters wide,

but like a mew was swiftly borne,

uplifted on the swollen tide.

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Curufin makes a grab for the Silmaril but Elwing pulls it from his grasp.

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ELWING  

Kinslayers, may the madness of your oath take you in the end!

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She throws herself with the Silmaril into the sea; Curufin, maddened with lust for the jewel, tries to reach for the jewel and topples over the cliff after her. As Maedhros rushes to the cliff the lights on stage suddenly drop and the light from the Silmaril is seen darting straight up into the sky. After a brief pause the light suddenly drops back down to the stage.  As it lands we see Elwing holding the gem and the lights on stage return we see that she is aboard Eärendil’s ship, Vingelot, surrounded by mist.  Her shocked husband approaches her and they embrace.

 

UNSEEN VOICES

Through hopeless night she came to him,

and flame was in the darkness lit;

more bright than light of diamond

the flame upon her carcanet.

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Elwing, as if controlled by an unseen force, pulls away from her husband and then places the Silmaril on her husband’s head, as she does this its light intensifies and the mists clear.

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UNSEEN VOICES

The Silmaril she bound on him,

and crowned him with the living light,

and dauntless then with burning brow

he turned his prow at middle night.

Beyond the world, beyond the Sea,

then strong and free a storm arose,

a wind of power in Tarmenel;

by paths that seldom mortal goes

from Middle-earth on mighty breath

as flying wraith across the grey

and long-forsaken seas distressed;

from east to west he passed away.

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Elwing and Eärendil move to the helm of the ship.  The brightest light on stage is the Silmaril and the rest of the stage gradually darkens so that only the two of them are visible.

 

ELWING and EÄRENDIL

San ninqeruvisse lútier kiryasses Eärendil or vea,    

There upon a white horse sailed Eärendil, upon a ship upon the sea,

ar laiqali linqi falmari langon veakiryo kírier;        

and the green wet waves the throat of the sea ship clove;

wingildin o silqelosseën alkantaméren úrio      

the foam-maidens with blossom-white hair made it shine in the lights of the sun;

kalmainen; i lunte linganer,                                      

the boat hummed like a harp string;

tyulmin talalínen aiqalin                                          

the tall masts bent with the sails;

kautáron, i súru laustaner.                                             

and the east wind bellowed.

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The Judgement (Scene Six)

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The scene remains the same as before but throughout the following the lights around the ship gradually rise.

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UNSEEN VOICES

Through Evernight he back was borne

on black and roaring waves that ran

o’er leagues unlit and foundered shores

that drowned before the Days began,

until he heard on strands of gold

where ends the world the music long,

where ever-foaming billows roll

the yellow gold and jewels wan.

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As the lights reach their full level, we clearly see that Vingelot has now pulled into shore, and in the distance the towers of Tirion on the mountainside.

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UNSEEN VOICES

He saw the Mountain silent rise

where twilight lies upon the knees

of Valinor, and Eldamar

beheld afar beyond the seas.

A wanderer escaped from night

to haven white he came at last,

to Elvenhome the green and fair

where keen the air, where pale as glass

a-glimmer in a valley sheer

the lamplit towers of Tirion

are mirrored on the Shadowmere.

 

Eönwë, the herald of the Valar, steps forward onto a nearby cliff and addresses Eärendil.

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EÖNWË  

Hail Eärendil, of mariners most renowned,

the looked-for that comes at unawares,

the longed-for that comes beyond hope! 

Hail Eärendil, bearer of light before the Sun and Moon! 

Splendour of the Children of Earth,

star in the darkness, jewel in the sunset,

radiant in the morning!

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He gestures for Eärendil to step ashore, which he does; Elwing attempts to follow.

 

EÄRENDIL  

Here none but myself shall set foot,

lest you fall under the wrath of the Valar and the doom of death.

But that peril I will take on myself alone, for the sake of the Two Kindreds.

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ELWING  

Then would our paths be sundered for ever;

but all thy perils I will take on myself also.

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She steps ashore but Eönwë raises his hand to the pair and gestures for Eärendil alone to follow him.

 

UNSEEN VOICES

He tarried there from errantry,

and melodies they taught to him,

and sages old him marvels told,

and harps of gold they brought to him.

 

​EÄRENDIL

Await me here; for one only may bring the message that it is my fate to bear.

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He follows after Eönwë, leaving Elwing alone on the shore.

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UNSEEN VOICES

They clothed him then in elven white,

and seven lights before him sent,

as through the Calacirian

to hidden land forlorn he went.

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Eärendil is led into the centre of the stage and the scene around him gradually becomes that of the Timeless Halls, as in the Prologue.  The Elder King, Elbereth, Ulmo and Mandos are once again prominent. Eärendil takes the Silmaril down from his brow, faces them and is seen to be pleading for their intervention in the war against Morgoth.

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UNSEEN VOICES

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

to folk of Men and Elven-kin,

beyond the world were visions showed

forbid to those that dwell therein.

 

The Elder King rises and gestures for Eönwë to fetch Elwing. Eärendil’s plea has been successful; he falls to his knees in thanks but Mandos rises.

 

MANDOS  

Shall mortal Man step living upon the Undying Lands, and yet live?

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ULMO  

For this he was born into the world.

And say unto me: whether is he Eärendil Tuor’s son of the line of Hador,

or the son of Idril Turgon’s daughter of the Elven-house of Finwë?*

 

MANDOS  

Equally the Noldor, who went wilfully into exile, may not return hither.

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Eönwë reappears with Elwing, who comes to her husband’s side and kneels with him before the Elder King.

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ELDER KING  

The peril that he has ventured for love of the Two Kindreds

shall not fall on Eärendil;

nor shall it fall on Elwing his wife,

who entered into peril for love of him.

But in this matter the power of doom is given to me,

and this is my decree:

to Eärendil and to Elwing, and to their sons,

shall be given leave each to choose freely to which kindred their fates shall be joined,

and under which kindred they shall be judged.

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EÄRENDIL [to Elwing]  

Choose thou, for now I am weary of the world.

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ELWING   

To honour Lúthien my grandmother,

I choose to be judged among the Firstborn Children of Ilúvatar.

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EÄRENDIL  

And for your sake I choose the same,

though my heart belongs rather to my father’s people.**

 

The scene shifts around the couple, with the Valar standing and moving towards them. The Timeless Halls slowly descend into darkness.  Throughout the following sequence we see once again the deck of Vingelot, now transformed as described in the text. Elbereth takes the Silmaril from Eärendil and raises it up so that it becomes affixed to the mast of the ship. Eärendil takes the helm an,d as the Valar and Elwing disembark the ship, it begins to raise up high into the sky.

 

UNSEEN VOICES 

A ship then new they built for him

of mithril and of elven-glass

with crystal keel; no shaven oar

nor sail she bore; on silver mast

the Silmaril as lantern light

and banner bright with living flame

of fire unstained by Elbereth

herself was set, who thither came

and wings immortal made for him,

and laid on him undying doom,

to sail the shoreless skies

and come behind the Sun and light of Moon.

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Maedhros and Maglor appear on the shores of Middle-Earth looking into the sky.

 

MAEDHROS  

Surely that is a Silmaril that shines now in the West?

 

MAGLOR  

If it be truly the Silmaril which we saw cast into the sea, then let us be glad;

for now its glory is seen by many, and is yet secure from all evil.

 

The lights fade upon them and Vingelot is high in the heavens.

 

UNSEEN VOICES

From Evereven’s lofty hills

where softly silver fountains fall

his wings him bore, a wandering light,

beyond the mighty Mountain Wall.

From World’s End then he turned away,

and yearned again to find afar

his home through shadows journeying,

and burning as an island star

on high above the mists he came,

a distant flame before the Sun,

a wonder ere the waking dawn

where grey the Norland*** waters run.

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Visible now below Vingelot is Eönwë with the assembled host of the Valar preparing to journey to Middle-Earth.  Eönwë looks up to the Silmaril and gestures for the host to form up behind him.

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UNSEEN VOICES

And over Middle-earth he passed

and heard at last the weeping sore

of women and of elven maids

in Elder Days, in days of yore.

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Eönwë raises his sword, gestures forward to his host and they begin to march.  Vingelot now starts to move into the distance and all light fades apart from the Silmaril.

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UNSEEN VOICES

But on him mighty doom was laid,****

till Moon should fade, an orbéd star

to pass, and tarry never more

on Hither Shores were mortals are;

till end of Days on errand high,

a herald bright that never rests,

to bear his burning lamp afar,

the Flammifer of Westernesse.

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Vingelot has now disappeared into the distance, with only the shining Silmaril visible high up centre stage. Its light becoming brighter and more intense.  It gradually bathes the empty stage with white light which slowly fades again to black.

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A TRUE REPRESENTATIVE OF HIS KIN: Being HALF-ELVEN places EÄRENDIL in a strange position in the eyes of the VALAR here. As a member of the RACE OF MEN he must die for setting foot on VALINOR. As an ELF of the NOLDOR the DOOM OF MANDOS applies to him and he must be exiled. He is of both races and cannot suffer both fates.

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** ELROND AND ELROS: The decisions here by EÄRENDIL and ELWING do not carry for their sons.  ELROND chooses to be an ELF and ELROS chooses to join the RACE OF MEN.  He becomes the first in a long line of Kings that rule in MIDDLE-EARTH until beyond the fall of SAURON depicted in “The Lord of the Rings”.

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*** NORLAND WATERS: This is a term for waters that flow from the North.

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**** THE FATE OF EÄRENDIL: Whilst he was not killed for setting foot on VALINOR his choosing to be an ELF was not the final judgement of the VALAR. He is no longer allowed to set foot upon MIDDLE-EARTH and they create a flying ship for him to steer across the skies with the SILMARIL set to its mast.  Forever to be seen as the brightest star in the sky.

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The War of Wrath* (Scene Seven)

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A battlefield on the outskirts of Angband.  Eönwë and the host of the Valar, now supported by the remaining members of the races of Elves, Men and Dwarves, are assaulting the stronghold of Morgoth.  His host of orcs and Balrogs are defending but are being steadily defeated.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

But Morgoth looked not for the assault that came upon him,

for so great was his pride that he deemed that none

would ever again come with open war against him;

but at last the might of Valinor came up out of the West,

Beleriand was aflame with the glory of their arms,

and the mountains rang beneath their feet.

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In an enormous flash of flame the light of the winged Dragons is seen descending over the battlefield, forcing Eönwë and his host to retreat back.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

So ruinous was the onset of that dreadful fleet

that the host of the Valar was driven back;

but Eärendil came, shining with white flame**;

and there was battle in the air all the day,

and through a long night of doubt.

Before the rising of the sun Eärendil slew the mightiest of the Dragon-host,

and cast him from the sky.

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Vingelot appears in the skies, shining bright with the light of the Silmaril.  Eärendil raises his sword and plunges it into the belly of the greatest of the dragons.  With this the fiery onslaught from on high stops and Eönwë and his men rally and slay the remaining forces of evil.  Vingelot once more sails away through the skies.

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UNSEEN VOICES   

Then the sun rose, and the host of the Valar prevailed.

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Morgoth is seen at bay, with Eönwë and his host surrounding him; the action follows the description of the chorus.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

There Morgoth stood at last at bay, and yet unvaliant.

He fled into the deepest of his mines,

and sued for peace and pardon;

but his feet were hewn from under him,

and he was hurled upon his face.

Then he was bound with the chain Angainor*** which he had worn aforetime,

and his iron crown they beat into a collar for his neck;

and his head was bowed upon his knees.

And the two Silmarils which remained to Morgoth were taken from his crown,

and they shone unsullied beneath the sky; and Eönwë took them, and guarded them.

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Eönwë and his host leave the stage with the two Silmarils.  Morgoth, chained now to the ground and the lights around him fade, except for the light of Eärendil’s Silmaril, which shines down on him like as if guarding him.

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UNSEEN VOICES

And Morgoth himself the Valar thrust through the Door of Night,

beyond the Walls of the World, into the Timeless Void;

and a guard is set for ever on those walls,

and Eärendil keeps watch upon the ramparts of the sky.

Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed,

sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die,

and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew,

and will bear dark fruit even until the latest days.

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Morgoth is now lost from sight but the Silmaril still shines in the sky.

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THE WAR OF WRATH: The battle depicted in this scene is the one that this final chapter of the cycle takes as its title from. The final conflict against MORGOTH. EÖNWË, the host of the VALAR and the remaining peoples of MIDDLE–EARTH take the war to MORGOTH, who is finally defeated.

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** BENDING THE RULES: Although no longer allowed to set foot upon MIDDLE-EARTH that does not mean that EÄRENDIL cannot fly over the lands in his ship and give aid in the war against MORGOTH.

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*** ANGAINOR: The chain that held MORGOTH in the HALLS OF MANDOS after his first betrayal of the VALAR.

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The Silmarils come to rest (Scene Eight)

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Eönwë and a few of his host are guarding the two Silmarils.  Maedhros and Maglor enter and approach them.

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MAEDHROS  

Yield up now these jewels which Fëanor our father made,

and which Morgoth stole from us.

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EÖNWË  

Your right to the work of your father has now perished,

because of your many merciless deeds, being blinded by their oath.

The light of the Silmarils shall go now into the West,

whence it came in the beginning;

there ye must abide the judgement of the Valar,

by whose decree alone I will release them from my charge.

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Maglor takes Maedhros aside to confer.  Behind them a vision of the Elder King, Mandos, Ulmo and Elbereth appears, which Eönwë sees clearly.  They watch the following conversation with great interest.

 

MAGLOR  

The oath says not that we may not abide our time;

and it may be that in Valinor all shall be forgiven and forgot,

and we shall come into our own in peace.

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Elbereth smiles at this, and the Elder King nods in assent.

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MAEDHROS   

If we return with them but the favour of the Valar is withheld,

then our oath would still remain, but its fulfilment be beyond hope.

Who can tell to what dreadful doom we shall come,

if we disobey the Powers in their own land?

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Mandos bristles clearly at this.

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MAGLOR  

If Manwë and the Valar themselves deny the fulfilment of an oath

to which we named them in witness, is it not made void?

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MAEDHROS  

But how shall our voices reach to Ilúvatar beyond the Circles of the World? 

And by Ilúvatar we swore in our madness,

and called the Everlasting Darkness upon us if we kept not our word.

Who shall release us?

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Mandos is becoming more displeased with what he is hearing.  The Elder King is standing emotionless and watching.

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MAGLOR  

If none can release us, then indeed the Everlasting Darkness shall be our lot,

whether we keep our oath or break it; but less evil we shall do in the breaking.

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Maedhros draws his sword and prepares to fight; Maglor reluctantly does the same.  The Elder King raises his hand to stop Eönwë  from doing the same, and then gestures for them to leave the Silmarils. 

 

EÖNWË [stopping his followers drawing their swords]  

Hold! I will not permit the slaying of the last sons of Fëanor!

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He bids his followers depart, and with a final look at the now fading vision of the Valar, he too leaves the brothers alone.  They approach the Silmarils.

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MAEDHROS  

Since one is lost to us, and but two remain,

so it is plain that fate would have us share the heirlooms of our father.

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Both Maedhros and Maglor take a Silmaril, but as they hold the jewels they begin to shine more brightly and burn their hands*.

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MAGLOR  

It is as Eönwë has said: our right has become void, our oath was vain!

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Maedhros, driven mad with the pain, takes his Silmaril and throws himself with it into the depths of the earth. Maglor casts his Silmaril far out into the waves of the sea, where the ships of Men are seen passing westward.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Thus it came to pass that the Silmarils found their long homes:

one in the fires in the heart of the world,

one in the deep waters, and one in the airs of heaven.

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The light of the three gems mingles and then goes dark.**

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THE RETURN OF THE SILMARILS: Here we see the HALLOWING OF THE SILMARILS serving its purpose. MAEDHROS and MAGLOR have committed too many evil deeds since last they saw these gems in person and are now unable to hold their prize.

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** THE DESTRUCTION OF BELERIAND: What remains of BELERIAND after the WAR OF WRATH is nothing but a charred wasteland.  The VALAR send all who aided them in the war east to EREGION and then BELERIAND is sunk beneath the sea.

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The Rings of Power* (Scene Nine)

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In the distance the realm of Númenor is seen revealed. A light nearer at hand reveals Sauron standing addressing a company of the Elves; his appearance is as one of them and not the monstrous form he will become.

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SAURON  

Alas, for the weakness of the great! 

For a mighty king is Gil-galad**,

and wise in all lore is Master Elrond;

and yet they will not aid me in my labours. 

Can it be that they do not desire to see other lands become as blissful as their own? 

But wherefore should Middle-Earth remain for ever desolate and dark,

whereas the Elves could make it as fair as Eressëa: nay, even as Valinor? 

Is it not then our task to labour together for its enrichment,

and for the raising of all who wander here

to the power and knowledge they have who are beyond the Sea?

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The Elves bow before him, as if in allegiance; but suddenly the form of Sauron is consumed in darkness, and a red glow as of a massive forge illuminates his silhouette against the flames.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Out of the Black Years come the words that the smiths of Eregion heard,

and they knew that they were betrayed:

 

SAURON

Three Rings for the Elvenkings under the sky,

seven for dwarf lords in their hails of stone,

nine for mortal men doomed to die,

one for the Dark Lord on his Dark Throne

in the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie***.

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Sauron is now seen, forging the One Ring in the fires of Orodruin; and the shape of Morgoth looms behind him as a great shadow.

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SAURON                                                                           MORGOTH

One Ring to rule them all,                                               Ash nazg durbatulûk,

one Ring to find them,                                                     ash nazg gimbatul,

one Ring to bring them all                                              ash nazg thrakatulûk

and in the darkness bind them                                      agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.

in the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie.

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THE SECOND AGE: From this scene onwards we are in the Second Age of MIDDLE-EARTH, very many years after the destruction of BELERIAND.

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** GIL-GALAD: The last King of the NOLDOR in MIDDLE-EARTH and bearer of one of the ELVEN RINGS before passing it to ELROND.

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*** RINGS OF POWER: Nineteen great rings created by the ELVES, using the guidance of SAURON in disguise that bestowed certain powers to the wearer.  In secret SAURON forged the One Ring, which could dominate the owners of the others and proceeded to gradually take control of the rulers of MIDDLE-EARTH. 

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The Waning (Epilogue)

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Through the mist the moonlight and stars become visible, the brightest of the stars once again being the Silmaril.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Aiya Eärendil elenion Ancalima!                           Hail, Eärendil, brightest of stars!

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In the fitfully darting moonbeams the forms can be discerned of the three bearers of the Elven-Rings: Galadriel, Círdan and the now adult Elrond, each standing apart*.

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GALADRIEL, ELROND and CÍRDAN

A wind in the grass! The turning of the year,

a shiver in the reeds beside the stream,

a whisper in the trees afar men hear,

piercing the heart of summer’s tangled dream,

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Chill music that a herald piper plays

foreseeing winter and the leafless days.

The late flowers trembling on the ruined walls

already stoop to hear that haunting flute

through the wood’s sunny aisles and tree-propped halls

winding amid the green with cold clear note

like a thin strand of silver glass remote.

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Elrond is now isolated; he raises his Elven-ring, the lights around him grow but begin immediately to fade away.  He sees the waning of its power.

 

ELROND

Now the proud elms at last begin to quail,

their mourning multitude of leaves grows pale,

seeing afar the icy spears of winter march to battle with the sun,

when bright Narquelion** fades their day is done,

 

with UNSEEN VOICES

and borne on wings of amber wan they fly

in heedless winds beneath the sullen sky,

and fall like dying birds upon the meres.

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Now Galadriel steps forward towards Elrond and raises her hand, adorned with her Elven-ring. Both of their rings once again show their light for a bit longer but too fade away.

 

GALADRIEL

At night Elves dance beneath the roofless sky,

when naked elms entwined in branching lace

the Seven Stars, and through the boughs

the eye stares down cold-gleaming in the high moon’s face.

 

UNSEEN VOICES

O Elder Kindred, fair immortal folk!

You sing now ancient songs that once awoke

under primeval stars before the Dawn;

 

GALADRIEL

We dance like shimmering shadows in the wind,

as once we danced upon the shifting lawn of Elvenhome,

 

UNSEEN VOICES

before we were,

 

GALADRIEL                                 

Before we crossed wide seas unto this mortal shore.

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Círdan approaches the two and raises his hand and elven-ring with theirs.  This time all three rings glow brightly, fade a little but do not extinguish.

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CÍRDAN

Bare has our realm become,

the trees are shed stripped of their raiment,

and their splendour fled.

 

UNSEEN VOICES

Winter is come.

Beneath the barren sky the Elves are silent.

 

CÍRDAN                     

But they do not die!

 

UNSEEN VOICES

Here waiting they endure the winter fell and silence.

 

CÍRDAN          

Here I too will dwell;

when winter comes, I would meet winter here.

          

All three now lower their hands and look to each other in agreement and support.

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GALADRIEL, ELROND and CÍRDAN

I would not seek the burning domes and sands

where reigns the sun, nor dare the deadly snows,

nor seek in mountains dark the hidden lands

of men long lost to whom no pathway goes;

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with UNSEEN VOICES

I heed no call of clamant bell

that rings iron-tongued in the towers of earthly kings.

Here on the stones and trees there lies a spell

of unforgotten loss, of memory more blest than mortal wealth.

Here undefeated dwell the Folk Immortal

under withered elms, in Middle-Earth as once in ancient realms.

 

Any light in the mists now fades to darkness; the light of the Silmaril is the last to fade.

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UNSEEN VOICES  

Aiya Eärendil elenion Ancalima!                Hail, Eärendil, brightest of stars!

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ELVEN RINGS: This is the name given to the last three rings created by the ELVES using the knowledge gained from SAURON.  They were bound to the power of the One Ring but the bearers managed to keep their presence from SAURON until after his ultimate downfall.

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** NARQUELION: The ELVEN name for “Autumn”.

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