The Madness of Frodo Baggins
A villanelle
I know not what I'm saying when the Ring is wearing me
Samwise, friend of friends, beside me to the last
Not for too much longer can we hope to remain free
I can barely now remember our journey into Bree
Who could have guessed that our fates would be thus cast?
I know not what I'm saying when the Ring is wearing me
Around us hunt a thousand orcs and men most unfriendly
We will not find a way to come to our goal unharassed
Not for too much longer can we hope to remain free
This veil is too thin, I cower under every rocky lee
And find myself cursing you and stop myself, aghast
I know not what I'm saying when the Ring is wearing me
May it be that Elbereth can somehow hear our pleas
I would not have come so far without your strength steadfast
Not for too much longer can we hope to remain free
When I claim the Precious, He will undoubtedly see
That I wield the Ring; Sauron will be downcast
I know not what I'm saying when the Ring is wearing me
Not for too much longer can we hope to remain free
