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one way to pale Beleriand,<br />
the other to that mournful land<br />
beyond the valley’s northern mouth.<br />
Thence could be glimpsed the fields of drouth,<br />
the dusty dunes, the desert wide;<br />
and further far could be descried<br />
the brooding cloud that hangs and lowers<br />
on Thangorodrim’s thunderous towers.<br />
Now in that hill was the abode<br />
of one most evil; and the road<br />
that from Beleriand thither came<br />
he watched with sleepless eyes of flame.<br />
Men called him Thû, and as a god<br />
in after days beneath his rod<br />
bewildered bowed to him, and made<br />
his ghastly temples in the shade.<br />
Not yet by Men enthralled adored,<br />
now was he Morgoth’s mightiest lord,<br />
Master of Wolves, whose shivering howl<br />
for ever echoed in the hills, and foul<br />
enchantments and dark sigaldry<br />
did weave and wield. In glamoury<br />
that necromancer held his hosts<br />
of phantoms and of wandering ghosts,<br />
of misbegotten or spell-wronged<br />
monsters that about him thronged,<br />
working his bidding dark and vile:<br />
the werewolves of the Wizard’s Isle.<br />
From Thû their coming was not hid<br />
and though beneath the eaves they slid<br />
of the forest’s gloomy-hanging boughs,<br />
he saw them afar, and wolves did rouse:<br />
‘Go! fetch me those sneaking Orcs,’ he said,<br />
‘that fare thus strangely, as if in dread,<br />
and do not come, as all Orcs use<br />
and are commanded, to bring me news<br />
of all their deeds, to me, to Thû.’<br />
From his tower he gazed, and in him grew<br />
suspicion and a brooding thought,<br />
waiting, leering, till they were brought.<br />
Now ringed about with wolves they stand,<br />
and fear their doom. Alas! the land,<br />
the land of Narog left behind!<br />
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