Shepherd Treebeard, Arda’s eldest
Witness through the ages past;
Wisest of the thoughtful Ent-kind,
Friend to all from first to last
Who then and still respect your sacred
Flocks upon the hills and mountains;
May we ever drink the pureness
Of your ancient Entish fountains.
May our words like yours be measured,
Weighed for value and for truth,
Spoken slowly, slow to anger;
And though old, yet share your youth.