Hraugi Horn-Helmed

Sings now Simbelmynë of shirts silver-hewn,
Dwarf-friend declared, and daring a dancer:
Before brave brothers beats and bear she this tune;
Of scion of smith-kin, sent seeking shelter.

Hark! And hear of hale Hraugi horn-helmed,
Durin-kin, who in Dwerrowdelf did dwell doubtless,
By Durin’s Bane beset, and borne away unbalmed
Hunger hunted him hither, harried him homeless

Care-worn, clan and kin came together crying,
“Dare not we dream! Dark demons dance there,
Before our babe’s beds bare they barbs of iron,
Clearly curse-clad cousins cause our care!”

Tempers taut and tried till turned untamed,
Dark deeds done then and dark days made,
Besought then, bond-broken, brother was brother-blamed,
Tense troupe tested ties, turned ill-will to trade.

Hraugi -ever strong ere the end, even in exodus -
Declared debate done that day, and did divide
Brood and blood to absolve both of bitterness;
East-ever-East exit Hraugi-kin ere enmity abide.

Thither thence from Tharbad through thorns they came away,
Dubbed ‘Eastwander’ did Durin’s descendents drive.
By bold Hraugi bidden, bound for Mountains Grey.
Thief-less, further they were thrown to thrive.

Rugged Hraugi, ring-fingered, rash fear did rue;
Deserted to death, dutiful Dís, dwarf-dame.
Bold brothers, oath-broken, did boast anew,
Hraugi-roost to revisit, and red remains to reclaim.

Whither went Eastwanders, whence they withdrew?
Doom-driven they departed, and to darkness did leave
Beseech not brave brethren in bold Mountains Blue:
Where weary widows will still not shroud-wear weave.