Gosh KJ I thought you'd have given us the last six lines' oh well here they are:

O Lorien!The Winter comes, the bare and leafless Day;
The leaves are falling in the stream, the River flows away.
O Lorien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither Shore
And in a fading crown have twined the golden elanor.
But if of ships I now should sing, what ship woulod come to me,
What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?