Like Some Snow-White Marble Eyes

How countless they congregate 
O’er our tumultuous snow 
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees 
When wintry winds do blow 

As if with keenness for our fate 
Our faltering few steps on 
To white rest, and a place of rest 
Invisible at dawn 

And yet with neither love nor hate 
Those stars like some snow-white 
Morgoth snow-white marble eyes 
Without the gift of sight 

Upon this star I fixed my eye 
All over the wide land 
My horse moved on, hoof after hoof 
He raised and never stopped 
When down behind the cottage roof 
At once the planet dropped