This is a special request made by Jennifer Woodward. She wanted a little bit of the famous Oath of Fëanor and as this is an outstandingly significant part of Silmarillion and the very force behind all Noldor rebellion, I thought about preparing a special post about it. Below you’ll find the part she requested as well as the Quenya translation, pronunciation, Tengwar writing and a fine art to adorn this unique translation. Enjoy!
Neither law, nor love, nor league of swords,
Dread nor danger, not Doom itself
Shall defend him from Fëanáro, and Fëanáro’s kin,
Whoso hideth or hoardeth, or in hand taketh,
Finding keepeth or afar casteth
A Silmaril. This swear we all…
Death we will deal him ere Day’s ending,
Woe unto world’s end!
Lá axan, lá melmë, lá lár maciliva,
Caurë hya raxë, lá mandë imma
Varyuva quén Fëanáronna, ar nossenna Fëanáro,
Aiquen nurta hya hosta, hya massë mapa,
Hiriessë harya hya háya hatë
Silmaril. Sina haryalmë ilyë vanda…
Qualmë antuvalmë quén nó metta aureva,
Nwalma tenna Ambar-metta!