"Who is this fair companion with his fair and noble brow,
And wherefore shines such splendor as of regal mallorn bough?
And in his eyes why am I sensing immortality?"
"It is Legolas my friend, a kindly elf who you do see."
"Oh my friend he does look radiant. But I have to wonder why
There's a sense of disenchantment in his charming, ageless eye."
"Why, dear friend, that is the saddest story I shall ever tell.
Since he heard the gulls at Pelargir, his heart has not been well.
Yes, Galadriel had warned him that their cry would stir his heart,
But the elf could not avoid the paths that took him far apart
From the mystic trees of Mirkwood where before he had found rest.
And now the gulls aroused a tragic longing in his breast.
The Sea! The Sea is calling him to the land which lays beyond.
He is turning toward the havens - I'm afraid it shan't be long
Before he sails away into the bright eternal West
And discovers there the only place where he can truly rest."
