| To north, to north there lay the land of dread
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| Dungorthin, where all ways were dead
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| In hills, in hills of shadow bleak and cold
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| Beyond was deadly nightshade’s hold
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| To south, to south the wide earth unexplored
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| To west, to west the ancient ocean roared
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| To east, to east in peaks of blue were piled
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| The mountains of the outer world
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| Unsailed and shoreless, wide and wild
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| To east in peaks of blue were piled
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| In silence folded, mist enfurled
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| The mountains of the outer world
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| Beyond the tangled woodland shade
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| Thorn and thicket, grove and glade
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| Whose brooding boughs with magic hung
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| Were ancient when the world was young |