Verse of the day

Marching song of the Ents.



    We come, we come with roll of drum; ta-runda runda

        runda rom!

     We come, we come with horn and drum: ta-runa runa

        runa rom!

     To Isengard! Though Isengard be ringed and barred with

        doors of stone;

     Though Isengard be strong and hard, as cold as stone and

        bare as bone,

     We go, we go, we go to war, to hew the stone and break

        the door;

     For bole and bough are burning now, the furnace roars --

        we go to war!

     To land of gloom with tramp of doom, with roll of drum,

        we come, we come;

        To Isengard with doom we come!

        With doom we come, with doom we come!



Found at this neat website that has much verse from Tolkien.