The Ring of Barahir

LotR Object: Aragorn's ring

A priceless treasure, wrought in silver,
serpents' heads and gem of green;
House of Bëor in open war,
defying Morgoth's deadly dream.
Felagund in challenge stood
before Death's door that bore his name.
Saved by the hand of mortal man
in Battle of the Sudden Flame.
A priceless treasure beyond measure,
washed in blood and held in fear;
a gift well-earned for life returned
from Felagund to Barahir.

A token for a time of war,
a father's son to wear the ring;
'twas by perchance he saw her dance,
fair Lúthien, and heard her sing.
Beren fell beneath her spell,
her price born out of ancient greed;
her father's will, a Silmaril,
a jewel to sate his hungry need.
A token for an oath that swore
an Elf King's promise gravely made;
the battle won, he saved the son,
and by his death the debt was paid.

A priceless treasure, wrought in silver,
token for a time of war;
an heirloom passed down to the last
surviving kin of Isildur.
A priceless treasure beyond measure,
token for an oath that swore
both blood and tears down through the years,
the final end, the Timeless Shore.
From elven King thus passed the ring
to mortal hand, to legend's heir;
a silver ring for Gondor's King,
the fabled Ring of Barahir.

- Old Toby