The Oath of Feanor in Ancient Hebrew

valarhalla:

Vikhaya, ím _am, ov oyëv – Be
he friend or foe,

ĺm valot yafot, timo’ ím sh’lom – Be he bright Vala, beautiful or defiled

Yilade’ Morgot, Child of
Morgoth,

Ha’eldar, ím ha’maiarot – Eldar Or Maiar

Ov rídfu, ha’adam al’ ha’adam- Or
following, man on earth

Lo ha’tora’, lo ha’hesed- Not
law, not loving faithfulness

Lo édét herevím- Nor council
of swords

Lo yira’, lo hoshekh, lo tsalmavét- Not fear, not darkness, not the shadow of mortal death

Vayiga’el mín ha-Feanaro. – Will
protect him from Feanaro.

Et _am ha’Feanaro. And from
the people of Feanaro.

Ata, ashér, va’híhavatem, va’híqavartem. You, who would cause to be hidden, who would cause to be buried

ĺm ata’ va’hilkhadtem, miyadikhem – If you cause to be taken from our hands

Matsatem, vahiyarashtem, vahishalakhtem ha silmralim’- If you find, if you cause to be stolen, if
you cast away the silmarils-

Zot nishvadnu shamayim. – This
we swear to the heavens.

Bayom hahu, vaharag bíyadoténu. – On that day, you will die by the cause of our hands.

Ha’tsara’ _ad ha’qétsat ha’adama- Woe unto the ending of the world

Shma dvarímenu, Eru av’kol- Hear
our words, Eru father-of-all,

Li’ha’olám hoshékh – To the
eternity of darkness

Tsalmavet lanu- The shadow
of mortal death to us

‘Al va-kashakhnu – Lest we deceive

Al’ har kadésh, – Upon the
holy mountain

Shma, anakhnu – Hear us

Varda, Manwe! – Varda,
Manwe!

So here, at last, is my Ancient Hebrew translation of the Oath of Feanor! I obviously still need do the write-out in the actual script and maybe an audio version (it sounds pretty badass, I can tell you) but this is the phonetic transcription. Fun details:

Ancient Hebrew actually has a word meaning “the shadow of mortal death”, so that made an AWESOME substitute for “doom”.

“To us” and “we have” are the same, so “the shadow of mortal death to us” also means “we have the shadow of mortal death [already]”. Welp.

“Adam” means both “man/mankind” and “earth/ the earth” so “man upon the earth” turned out awesome- al ha’adam ha’adam

Maiar is feminine.

Silmaril gets the appropriate vowel shortenings in the plural, so silmralim’.

maggieblueberry:

lecterings:

But you will not see that.

#sobbing #because though aragorn was the divinely-chosen king descendent from the line of kings #boromir was the one who had grown to manhood among his people; grown up defending and loving them #to him they were not just a faceless mass waiting to be led #or helpless children in the face of the power of the east #they were the warriors that fought beside him and the women that sold their goods in the market and his brother and his father #the houses of healing and the white tree #everything boromir was or ever hoped to be was inextricably bound to gondor; to minas tirith #and here was this elf-raised numenorean who not only was rightful heir to the throne boromir thought defunct #but did not even have the decency to respect and care for the people he would be ruling from it #of course boromir is angry #of course he tries to make aragorn see #boromir you are my favorite until the end of time #the fleeting voice of falliable humanity amid a narrative of gods and heroes#humanity that loves and humanity that falls #ack (via notbecauseofvictories)

scribefindegil:

And speaking of pronouns, flat-out my favorite part of the LOTR Appendices is when it’s revealed that the Gondorian dialect of the Common Speech differentiates between formal and informal second-person pronouns but the distinction’s been lost in the Hobbit’s dialect, so Pippin’s blithely been using familiar terms of address with the Lord of the City, and thus helps to explain both why the Gondorians are so ready to assume he’s a prince and why Denethor finds him so amusing to have around.

Lúthien and the Helcaraxë

mapsburgh:

eighthageartificer:

Reading up on the story of Beren and Lúthien from Tolkiens earliest drafts it becomes obvious that there were a lot of changes between that first rough version and the ‘final’ story. But the one change that pains me the most is the coming of Lúthien to the halls of Mandos.

It’s only ( to my knowledge ) hinted at in one line in all the volumes that Tolkien wrote on Beren and Luthien. 

“Carcaras is slain, and Huan is killed in the defense of Beren. Beren however is mortally wounded and dies in Lúthiens arms. Some songs say that Lúthien went even over the Grinding Ice, aided by the power of her divine mother, Melian, to Mandos’ halls and won him back; others that hearing his tale released him. Certain it is that he alone of mortals came back from Mandos and dwelt with Luthien and never spoke to men again, living in the woods of Doriath and in the Hunters Wold, west of Nargothrond.”

– The Shaping of Middle Earth: The Earliest ‘Silmarillion’.

This was his first thought on the matter – the first hint of how she got to Mandos. And it makes me so sad that he threw that out in favor of an overly cliched’, cheap escape of ‘she died of grief’ because I can’t help but feel that it’s a cheep throwaway – this powerful, noble, strong, willful half-elf / half-diety just lays down and dies because she’s sad over her dead man. Really? REALLY? A proud elven-maiar woman who is several hundred years old who enchanted even the greatest evil that Arda had to offer and came out on top – who had the strongest of Maiar groveling for mercy at her feet, and she just up and dies of grief over a man she’s known maybe a year?

Even more confusing over this choice is the fact that this is seen as a noble thing in Lúthien where in every other character that has just lain down and died it is perceived as a MAJOR fault – nearly on the level of a sin.

For example: Míriel who was ‘weary’ and laid down to die in the gardens of Lórien. I’ve already gone over why that irks me in another post. Tolkien explains in the LACE that Míriels main fault was not that she willed herself to die, but that she lost hope and refused to return. It’s why she was for a time barred from returning to the living until Finwë pleaded on her behalf, was that she despaired while hope remained and by her despair threw the lives around her into turmoil. THAT was her failing. Not so much choosing to die but refusing to come back, to accept that healing might be possible.

The point is that Lúthien literally loses the will to live after Berens death. Never mind the grief this puts her people through. Never mind the heartache of her parents Thingol and Melian who lose their only child, or the destruction of the Sindars royal line as she was the only heir. All that matters is her dead human bae.

Really Tolkien? Lúthien just gives up without regard to anyone else but herself?  And this incredibly selfish act is inexplicably placed up on a pedestal of admiration despite the fact that it flies in the face of everything else Tolkien has stated on this subject in all of his works. She GIVES UP which is a mortal sin in Tolkiens world.

Worse yet, later there’s an attempt to recoup this discrepancy by throwing in a ‘wait for me in Mandos’, giving Lúthiens death the false appearance that she died with the plan of meeting up with Beren and that the whole thing was engineered.

But Melian surely told Lúthien how death worked – even if she died and went to the halls of Mandos men and elves did not mingle there. She was telling Beren to wait in vain for her coming which could never happen because there was no guarantee at all that they would ever meet – even in the halls of Mandos.

When elves ( as Lúthien would have been considered ) die it is strongly suggested in Tolkiens work that they fall into a nearly sleep-like state after they answer the summons to Mandos and that they remain in that state; not interacting with anyone or anything until the time of their re-housing is due. Which takes about 1000 years. NO WHERE is it indicated that they talk to Mandos or hold audience with him before the time that they are meant to be re-embodied (if that even comes to pass) because Mandos only takes council with himself on this matter.

Lúthien should never have gotten an audience with Mandos if she were dead. She would have fallen into a deep and unknowing sleep, separated from Beren until 1000 years had passed.

That was the risk she was taking. Would she risk Berens very Fëa like that if she loved him so much that she was willing to give up her own life for him? No. You don’t risk cursing someone you love to a hellish eternity of waiting in vain for you. That logic doesn’t make sense. And to top it all off there was no guarantee that Mandos, who in the history of Arda had never allowed a mortal soul to rejoin the living and was likely expressely forbidden to do so by Eru himself would change his tune now for the sake of Lúthien.

In fact: The decision to release Beren required not the permission of Mandos – but ERU ILUVATER. Lúthien would have to convince ERU to bring Beren back because the Ainur were not given authority to change the fates of men or elves or the nature of their souls.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Tolkien’s work. But idk it just feels like a great injustice to have such a strong woman in the end reduced into yet another frail and helpless literary princess who can’t function without her prince – to put in a pointless death that is at odds with the very way Arda works and that ultimately imho detracts from this beautiful story and by it’s altering lessens in fact it’s power.

Sorry Tolkien. But I’ll go with that original version thanks, of a powerful Lúthien.

Lúthien who has already endured so much willingly choosing for the sake of her love to LIVE and endure the frozen hell of ice and darkness of the Helcaraxë alone where before only a mighty host had crossed – all because she knows she’s the only one who can do it and that this is truly the only way to defy the odds and bring the victorious dead back to life. Who trods the icy fangs ruined with the corpses of those who failed the crossing and with each step carefully weaving the song she will sing – a song she hopes will free her Beloved from the realm of the dead.

Lúthien who with her own eyes passes by the re-birthed Alqualondë and the white slopes of Taniquetil which she has only witnessed before in dreams or the tales of her mother. Who looks with eyes that have only seen the terrors and dimmed grandeur of Middle Earth the pristine wonders of Valinor and breathes of the clean air unsullied by the fumes of Angband.

Lúthien who enters the Ring of Doom before the legendary gates of Valmar and stands held as equal in the presence of the Ainur.

Lúthien who when offered for all her trouble to stay in Aman and be revered as sacred among her holy kin and have all of paradise at her feet  – to dance ever in the unfading spring of the Gardens of Vána and walk by the Pools of Lórien as her mother once did declines; wanting only the love of her dear Beren and trading her immortality and divinity for a mortal life.

And sacrificing her immortality in exchange for Berens one life Lúthien brings him – and him alone of all men – back from the dead by the power of her courage and love.

I love the idea of Helcaraxe-crossing Luthien. It’s extremely “First Age” – Valinor is still part of the ordinary physical geography of the world, and can be reached by ordinary travel just like the Calaquendi and exiled Noldor did.

My headcanon is that when Beren dies, Luthien doesn’t expect to get him back. She’s well aware of the whole different fates of Men and Elves thing. Instead, she’s pissed. Having seen the evils wrought by Sauron and Melkor outside her sheltered realm of Doriath, she’s pissed at the Valar for not doing anything to help (plus a little pissed at her dad for the same reason). And so she conceives basically the same plan as Turgon’s messengers, to cross back to Valinor and demand aid.

Thingol isn’t so happy with this plan, but she’s escaped his rule before. After consulting Galadriel (and possibly also Cirdan), she decides the Helcaraxe is her best bet. So she heads out, carrying with her the silmaril and Beren’s body – intending to use them to shame and/or barter with the Valar.

Upon her arrival, the Valar (and Valinorean Elves) are frankly scared shitless. Here’s someone who defeated both Sauron and Melkor, then carried her dead boyfriend’s body across the ice to a different continent – she’s clearly the biggest badass who ever lived. Olwe and Finarfin reluctantly begin preparing for war. Manwe goes to talk to Mandos, hoping for some sage advice. Mandos prophesies that the time is still no right for the War of Wrath, but that aid will one day come to Middle-earth through Luthien’s line. As a sign of the truth of the prophecy, Iluvatar returns Beren to life.

As happy as she is to see him again, Luthien sees Beren’s resurrection as kind of a brush-off. As the price for accepting Beren’s life and returning to Middle-earth, she refuses Elvish immortality, so that she won’t wind up back in Valinor hanging out with the very people who are refusing to help her. Through Mandos, Iluvatar grants the request. So Beren and Luthien take the silmaril, accept a swan boat from Olwe, and head back to Beleriand. (They leave the ship with Cirdan, who is super excited to see the new Valinorean shipbuilding techinques that have developed since the sundering.)

Years later, when Earendil and Elwing arrive, bearing the same silmaril, everyone in Valinor knows it’s time.

Later historians adjust the story, adding the “died of grief” element and making rescuing Beren Luthien’s primary motive in order to downplay her heroism and make her actions more appropriately feminine. (In some ways like how discussion of The Hunger Games fixates on the Gale-Katniss-Peeta love triangle because that’s what teenage girls are supposed to care about.) This leads to some interesting conversations between Galadriel (who knew Luthien personally) and Arwen when Arwen cites the Beren and Luthien story as a model for her love of Aragorn.

bodysnatch3r:

OKAY REAL TALK THOUGH

you know the wonderful terrifying thing galadriel does? where she goes dark and awesome and absolutely grim? where she looks like a terrible, terrible force of nature to reckon with, an oncoming storm and crashing waves of light so bright it brings forth darkness?

what if all high elves did that? what if glorfindel became wind and sun incarnate when fighting the balrog? what if feanor in his greatest moments of rage was breathing, walking flame? luthien the stars as she sung sauron to ash?

aviva0017:

postmodernismruinedme:

Things that crack me up about Legolas:

  • Okay, so maybe the film guide says he was born in TA 87, but looking at clues from HOME and the Silmariilion, he’s at the very most a bit over 2000 years old at time of The Fellowship of the Ring. He’s the youngest elf that we know about in that time period. ARWEN is older than him. He’s creeped out by Fangorn being so old but he calls all mortals children because he’s a little shit.
  • Tolkien would get super pissed off when Legolas was shown in illustrations as “pretty or lady-like” and insisted that he was the biggest, roughest, toughest of the elves and the most hardcore of the Fellowship. Legolas is like the freaking Schwarzenegger of the elves, nbd.
  • Best friend is a dwarf whose father was literally imprisoned by Legolas’ father and yet he still brought him to the Undying Lands for the most awkward family reunion because screw you Thranduil. And let me remind you that a) Gimli is the only, only dwarf who got to make the trip and Legolas invited him. Other people had to get permission from like the literal Valar and Legolas was like I want to bring my mortal bff yeah he wasn’t a ringbearer but whatevs. Also b) most of the people who left in TA 3201 went on like these fleets of beautiful vessels with a master shipbuilder but Legolas was like nope, going to build one myself, never built one before but it can’t be that hard, right?
  • While Sindarin is the most common Elvish language by the time Legolas is alive, it’s considered really ugly and and unrefined, but here Legolas is running around probably not even able to speak the language of his ancestors, and I imagine him super proud of what must sound like an awful accent to his people.
  • Also super explains how useless he was at Moira trying to decipher the door because he doesn’t have time to deal with those snobs.
  • All the Fellowship got useful gifts or ones with spiritual meaning but instead Galadriel was like no, Legolas, I’m going to give you this big ass bow that’s bigger than the Mirkwood ones and it’s going to be so sick yeah it’s like taller than you are BUT ITS GOING TO LOOK SO SWEET.

I love this post a lot for the most part, but the bit about Sindarin makes no sense? Legolas isn’t Galadriel- his ancestors were Sindar…who spoke Sindarin. Thranduil is likely descended from or possibly actually lived in Doriath, where there was a ban on speaking Quenya- what else besides Sindarin would Legolas’ “people” speak? They might speak the tongue of the Silvan wood elves, which I’m sure Legolas would have picked up, but if anything, Sindarin would be considered a higher-class language than that. Also, where does Sindarin being ugly and unrefined even come from here? Sindarin was, as you’ve said, the most widely spoken elven language at that time, there’s no evidence or reason anyone would be looked down upon for speaking it in the Third Age. Quenya was a dead language at that point, spoken by few, and even those who did (like Elrond and Galadriel) would have still used Sindarin in most everyday conversation. And even if it wasn’t, again, Legolas’ people are from Doriath, where speaking Quenya was literally forbidden (which was a major factor in it becoming a dead language in the first place). Legolas speaks exactly what you would expect him to.

(On that note, the language of the inscription on the Doors of Durin? Also Sindarin. There’s no language barrier at all. XD I assume that he could read the doors just fine, but like most of the Fellowship, he did not figure out that the “speak friend and enter” riddle actually gave away the opening word and was trying to think of what the password might be.)

Actually he might not have been able to read the door. The script is archaic and the language is Ancient Doriathrin Sindarin, not the more ‘modern’ Sindarin that we’re used to from the movies/books. It’d be kind of like expecting a modern English speaker to translate middle English ala Chaucer. I’d kind of expect Legolas to still be able to read it, since his father is Thranduil, but then again, he was also raised among Silvan elves, and I’d imagine that if anything he’d have an interesting Silvan accent that is probably the bane of Thranduil’s existence.