Now, before you flame me, this is a found poem, meaning it is based off a piece of prose. The section of prose is taken from J.R.R. Tolkien's "The Two Towers". I did it for a school project and I really enjoyed doing it, so I thought I would share it with you guys. Okay, here it is.
A strong place and wonderful was Isengard,
And long had it been beautiful;
And there great lords had dwelt,
The wardens upon the West,
And the wise men that watched the stars.
But Saruman,
He had slowly shaped it
To his shifting purposes,
And made it better, as he thought,
Being deceived.
For all those arts and subtle devices
For which he forsook his former wisdom,
And which he fondly imagined
Were his own,
Came out of Mordor.
It came from Mordor,
So what he made was naught,
Only a little copy,
A child’s model
Or a slave’s flattery.
That vast fortress,
Armoury prison,
Furnace of great power,
Barad-dûr,
The Dark Tower.
It suffered no rival,
And laughed at flattery,
Biding its time,
Secure in its pride
And in its immeasurable strength.
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Now here is the original quote, just so I don't get in trouble.
"A strong place and wonderful was Isengard, and long it had been beautiful; and there great lords had dwelt, the wardens of Gondor upon the West, and wise men that watched the stars. But Saruman had slowly shaped it to his shifting purposes, and made it better, as he thought, being deceived - for all those arts and subtle devices for which he forsook his former wisdom, and which fondly he imagined were his own, came but from Mordor; so that what he made was naught, only a little copy, a child's model or a slave's flattery, of that vast fortress, armoury prison, furnace of great power, Barad-dûr, The Dark Tower, which suffered no rival, and laughed at flattery, biding it's time, secure in its pride and its immeasurable strength." (The Two Towers, ch. 8: The Road to Isengard, J.R.R. Tolkein)
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