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Birth of our Galadriel Page
[October 27, 1999]

G'day and welcome to our Galadriel addition. We thought there might be many fans of Aussie actress Cate Blanchett out there (like us) who aren't "Members of the Ring" yet but are interested in the character Cate will be playing and her place in the scheme of things in the upcoming epic trilogy [produced by Peter Jackson]- New Line Cinema's Lord of the Rings.

In this addition, we are pleased to present lovely artist interpretations, some background info on her character, fanmusic, links, as well as Updated News on the epic film shoot as it progresses in New Zealand. Come one, come all, and revel in the beauty and the splendor that is our Cate and Galadriel!

 

The Realm of Galadriel

The Elven queen of Lothlorien, Galadriel was a Noldor princess who was born in Eldamar during the ages of starlight, Galadriel and her brothers joined the Noldor who presued Morgoth and the Silmarils to middle-earth.

Tall and beautiful, with golden hair like her father Finarfin and her grandmother Indis, she was called Altariel, in Eldamar. This was translated as Galadriel, meaning "lady of the light", in Sindarin.

During the first age of the sun in Beleriand, Galadriel lived with her brother Finrod, in Nargothrond, before entering the Sindar realm of Doriath where she was befriended by queen Melian and married the grey-elf prince, Celeborn.

From the beginning of the second age, the couple and their only child Celebrian, lived in Lindon; then in the eigth century they moved to Eregion, the realm of the elven smiths.

Later, Galadriel and Celeborn cross the Misty Mountains and came to rule over their own kingdom in the golden wood of Lothlorien. Commanding one of the three Elven rings of power, Galadriel used her power to weave a ring of enchantment and protection over Lothlorien.

During the time of the war of the ring, Galadriel gave shelter and magical gifts to the fellowship of the ring. During the war itself, Galadriel repelled three attempts at invasion, and used her powers to bring down the walls of Dol Guldur and cleanse Mirkwood. Then, as the third age ended, she sailed westward to the undying lands.

 

TOLKIEN'S PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION OF GALADRIEL

"Very tall they were and the Lady no less tall than the Lord; and they were grave and beautiful. They were clad wholly in white; and the hair of the Lady was of deep gold."

"but no sign of age was upon them, unless it were in the depths of their eyes; for these were keen as lances in the starlight, and yet profound, the wells of deep memory."

"Tall white and fair as she walked beneath the trees."

"...and the elf-lady beside him was tall and pale."

"She lifted up her white arms and spread out her hands toward the east in a gesture of rejection and denial. Earendil, the evening star, most beloved of the elves shone clear above. So bright was it that the figure of the Elven-Lady cast a dim shadow on the ground. Its rays glanced upon a ring about her finger; it glittered like polished gold overlaid with silver light, and a white stone in it twinkled as if the Elven Star had come down to rest upon her hand. Frodo gazed at the ring with awe for suddenly it seemed to him that he understood...... This is Nenya, Ring of Adamant and I am it's keeper."

"She lifted up her hand and from the ring that she wore there issued a great light that illuminated her alone and left all else dark. She stood before Frodo seeming now tall beyond measurement. and beautiful beyond enduring, terrible and worshipful. Then she let her left hand fall and the light faded and suddenly she laughed again, and lo! she was shrunken; a slender elf woman clad in simple white, whose gentle voice was soft and sad."

"In the midst of the vessel sat Celeborn, and behind him stood Galadriel, tall and white: a circlet of golden flowers was in her hair, and in her hand she held a harp and she sang."

"Beautiful she is sir! Lovely! some times like a great tree in flower, sometimes like a white daffadowndilly, small and slender like. Hard as di'monds, soft as moonlight. Warm as sunlight, cold as frost in the stars. Proud and far-off as a snow-mountain and as merry as any lass I ever saw with daisies in her hair in the springtime. But that's a lot of non-sense and all wide of my mark. The she must be lovely indeed, said Faramir. Perilously fair."

"But Galadriel sat upon a white palfrey and was robed all in glimmering white, like clouds about the moon; for she herself seemed to shine with a soft light. On her finger was Nenya, the ring wrought of mithril, that bore a single white stone flickering like frosty air.

Mirror of Galadriel "At the bottom, upon a low pedestal carved like a branching tree, stood a basin of silver, wide and shallow and beside it stood a silver ewer. With water from the stream Galadriel filled the basin to the brim and breathed on it and when the water was still again she spoke "Here is the mirror of Galadriel."

 

POEM OF GALADRIEL

In the dense forests of Lothlorien
walks the fairest of all Elves
It's the beautiful Galadriel
all alone, but not afraid
because she knows her Celeborn
is never far from her side
to keep her safe and to
bestow pleasure upon her
if you'd be her, then I'd be him
to show you what you mean to me

 

GALADRIEL'S SONG OF ELDAMAR

I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew,
Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew.
Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea,
And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a golden Tree.
Beneath the stars of Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone,
In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion.

There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years,
While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears.
O Lórien! The Winter comes, the bare and leafless Day;
The leaves are falling in the stream, the River flows away.
O Lórien! 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 would come to me,
What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea?

Ai! laurië lantar lassi súrinen,
Yéni únótimë ve rámar aldaron!
Yéni ve lintë yuldar avánier
mi oromardi lisse-miruvóreva
Andúnë pella, Vardo tellumar
nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni
ómaryo airetári-lírinen.
Sí man i yulma nin enquantuva?
An sí Tintallë Varda Oiolossëo
ve fanyar máryat Elentári ortanë
ar ilyë tier undulávë lumbulë;
ar sindanóriello caita mornië
i falmalinnar imbë met, ar hísië
untúpa Calaciryo míri oialë.
Sí vanwa ná, Rómello vanwa, Valimar!
Namárië! Nai hiruvalyë Valimar.
Nail elyë hiryva. Namárië!

Ah! like gold fall the leaves in the wind,
long years numberless as the wings of trees!
The long years have passed like swift draughts
of the sweet mead in lofty halls beyond the West,
Beneath the blue vaults of Varda wherein the stars
tremble in the song of her voice, holy and queenly.

Who now shall refill the cup for me?
For now the Kindler, Varda, the Queen of the Stars,
from Mount Everwhite has uplifted her hands like clouds,
and all paths are drowned deep in shadow;
and out of a grey country darkness lies
on the foaming waves between us, and mist
covers the jewels of Calacirya for ever.
Now lost, lost to those from the East is Valimar!
Farewell! Maybe thou shalt find Valimar.
Maybe even thou shalt find it. Farewell!