Alalminórë
O ancient city on a leaguered hill!
@@ -61,9 +61,6 @@
Of mighty ships too soon, too soon, to sail
To other days beyond these sunlit seas.
diff --git a/index.html b/index.html index 1d64d21..ef4f2fb 100644 --- a/index.html +++ b/index.html @@ -11,7 +11,7 @@
O ancient city on a leaguered hill!
@@ -61,9 +61,6 @@
Of mighty ships too soon, too soon, to sail
To other days beyond these sunlit seas.
Alalminórë! Green heart of this Isle
@@ -114,9 +111,6 @@
In heedless winds beneath the sullen sky,
And fall like dying birds among the meres.
Alas! Kortirion, Queen of Elms, alas!
@@ -166,9 +160,7 @@
And silence. Here I too will dwell;
Kortirion, I will meet the winter here.
I would not find the burning domes and sands
@@ -183,7 +175,7 @@
The Folk Immortal under withered elms,
Alalminórë once in ancient realms.