While the heart beats, hope lingers.

“Drunk with beauty, I tore downArmfuls of blossoms.How desolate the marred sky!”

“Elednor,' he said, 'Elednor, why have you betrayed me? Come back to me. Come ba…”

“Many forgotten things live still in children's tales.”

“Old friend,' said Cadvan, filling another glass for himself and sniffing its ri…”