The Dwimorberg was haunted many said
For there began the Pathways of the Dead
Under the mountain. One who those paths dare
Should be a Dúnedain, Isildur’s heir
Else never more again he wind would feel
Upon his face that the darkness would seal
In endless deep, dark ways till failing sight
Wraps him about in dreamless, endless night.
The Dead waited the day when Aragorn
Came to the Dwimorberg one frosty morn
Daring the paths where now no mortals trod.
His dauntless will both men and horses-shod
Followed even into the ways beneath
Hard mountain stones to darkness underneath.
Dark paths they walked to follow Elessar
Through night to day behind their guiding star
Unto the Stone of Erech. Here The Oath
Recalled the old Oathbreakers to keep troth
And fight against Sauron this time. They came
Behind their Dead King: ghosts of flickering flame
In darkness wrapped they rode onwards. And fear
Turned mortals mad whenever they draw near.
So did The Dead all pirates overthrew
Black mercenaries crazed with terror slew
Each other in their madness. To the sea
They run to fling themselves and ever flee
The Dead whose advance retakes Pelargir
And all the ships resting at anchor there.
Only the slaves chained to the oars remain
Unable even to flee – but these regain
New life and freedom by the terrors spread
By the destruction meted by The Dead.
The battle done. King Elessar proclaims
The Oath fulfilled, atoned the ancient shame,
Full absolution for them is confessed
The Dead may now attain eternal rest.
The Dead King forward comes. He bows. He breaks
His spear. Then turns around and slowly makes
Return to Dunharrow where now in peace
The Dead lie down to rest. From that time cease
All hauntings in the Dwimorberg.
Summons his subjects – and they, hearkening
Board onto pirate galleys, lately sailed
Against Gondor until the King prevailed
And north to Minos Tirith sped their way.
Spoke Aragorn: “To be a King this day –
To overcome or die battling the wrong
To perform deeds acclaimed in glorious song –
Such is the toil of Kings this day, indeed!
To dare all dangers – into battle speed!”
What else concerns the Pathways of the dead
Has long been lost, or so the wise have said.