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'''Sing all ye joyful!''' is a poem found within the chapter "[[The Last Stage]]" of ''[[The Hobbit]]''. It was sung by the [[Elves]] of [[Rivendell]] in the night between [[1 May]] and [[2 May]] {{TA|2942}}. The elves sung "loud and clear on the banks of the stream" under the open window of [[Bilbo Baggins]] whom they woke up with their singing.<ref>{{H|Stage}}</ref>
'''Sing all ye joyful!''' is a poem found within the chapter "[[The Last Stage]]" of ''[[The Hobbit]]''. It was sung by the [[Elves]] of [[Rivendell]] in the night between 1 May and 2 May "loud and clear on the banks of the stream" under the open window of [[Bilbo Baggins]] whom they woke up with their singing.


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Hushed be all water, till dawn is at hand!
Hushed be all water, till dawn is at hand!
</poem>
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==See also==
==See also==
* [[Poems in The Hobbit|Poems in ''The Hobbit'']]
* [[Poems in The Hobbit|Poems in ''The Hobbit'']]
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Sing all ye joyful! is a poem found within the chapter "The Last Stage" of The Hobbit. It was sung by the Elves of Rivendell in the night between 1 May and 2 May T.A. 2942. The elves sung "loud and clear on the banks of the stream" under the open window of Bilbo Baggins whom they woke up with their singing.[1]

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Sing all ye joyful, now sing all together!
The wind’s in the tree-top, the wind's in the heather;
The stars are in blossom, the moon is in flower,
And bright are the windows of Night in her tower.

Dance all ye joyful, now dance all together!
Soft is the grass, and let foot be like feather!
The river is silver, the shadows are fleeting;
Merry is May-time, and merry our meeting.

Sing we now softly, and dreams let us weave him!
Wind him in slumber and there let us leave him!
The wanderer sleepeth. Now soft be his pillow!
Lullaby! Lullaby! Alder and Willow!

Sigh no more Pine, till the wind of the morn!
     Fall Moon! Dark be the land!
     Hush! Hush! Oak, Ash, and Thorn!
Hushed be all water, till dawn is at hand!

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