The Lay of Leithian, Part II...

It is told in the Lay of Leithian that Lúthien fled from Beren even as the dawn of the Day was at hand, and he lay in a swoon as one who is slain. The Lay continues:

He lay upon the leafy mould,

his face upon earth's bosom cold,

aswoon in overwhelming bliss,

enchanted of an elvish kiss,

seeing within his darkened eyes

the light that for no darkness dies,

the loveliness that doth not fade,

though all in ashes cold be laid.

And he begun the payment of anguish for the fate that was laid upon him. But beyond his hope she returned to him, and long ago in the Hidden Kingdom she laid his hand in his.

Beyond all hope her feet returned

at eve, when in the sky there burned

the flame of stars; and in her eyes

there trembled the starlight of the skies,

and from her hair the fragrance fell

of elvenflowers in elven-dell.

Great was their happiness, and together they walked the woods and sang as they went. But Daeron espied them, and he was wrathful, for he too loved Lúthien.

''Hateful art thou, O Land of Trees!

May fear and silence on thee seize!

My flute shall fall from idle hand

and mirth shall leave Beleriand;

music shall perish and voices fail

and trees stand dumb in dell and dale!''

Many noticed the hush upon the land, and Thingol asked Daeron why this should be so, and thus were Beren and Lúthien betrayed to the King.