Manwe, Lord of sky and air,
King of Eagles, tall and fair,
Ruler of the Valar royal,
To Iluvatar he remains loyal.
Elbereth resides with him,
Silver'd hair, tall and slim.
She is the Maker of the Star,
She hears all, near and far.
Wrapped in majesty and power,
Robed in earthly tree and flower,
Green her eyes and slim her girth,
Yavanna brought forth the forests in birth.
Aule wrought first the Dwarven folk
In secret, but Illuvatar spoke:
"'Tis not their time - they must keep,
And under mountain must they sleep."
Ulmo is the King of the Sea,
And mariners bow down to he.
His horns sound in the deeps and foam,
Calling Elven stragglers home.
Mandos is the Speaker of Doom,
Gathers dead spirits in his room,
In the House of the Dead he abides,
To Iluvatar only he confides.
Nienna the Weeper is his kin,
Pity she is, and welcomes in
Any who are in need of hope,
Those who mourn she helps to cope.
When Orome the huntsman rides,
All evil creatures before him hide,
Loved by horsemen near and far,
He rides his steed, the silver Nahar.
Melkor last 'who arises in might'
He it was whom the Valar did fight.
His is the realm of darkness and cold,
'Morgoth' he's named - 'the enemy of the world'.