[ Maglor met Thingol but the once, but his opinion of him is not terribly good (although like all, he reverences Luthien his daughter, who dared and won where no one else did). Beverly will see him as Maglor remembers - tall, taller even than Maedhros, silvery-grey hair and stern features, proud and haughty, and unbending only when he looked upon his wife and daughter ]
In after-days, when to the shore of Middle-earth from Valinor the Elven-hosts in might returned, and banners flew and beacons burned, when kings of Eldamar went by in strength of war, beneath the sky then still his silver trumpets blew when sun was young and moon was new. Afar then in Beleriand, in Doriath's beleaguered land, King Thingol sat on guarded throne in many-pillared halls of stone: there beryl, pearl, and opal pale, and metal wrought like fishes' mail, buckler and corslet, axe and sword, and gleaming spears were laid in hoard: all these he had and counted small, for dearer than all wealth in hall, and fairer than are born to Men, a daughter had he, Lúthien.
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In after-days, when to the shore
of Middle-earth from Valinor
the Elven-hosts in might returned,
and banners flew and beacons burned,
when kings of Eldamar went by
in strength of war, beneath the sky
then still his silver trumpets blew
when sun was young and moon was new.
Afar then in Beleriand,
in Doriath's beleaguered land,
King Thingol sat on guarded throne
in many-pillared halls of stone:
there beryl, pearl, and opal pale,
and metal wrought like fishes' mail,
buckler and corslet, axe and sword,
and gleaming spears were laid in hoard:
all these he had and counted small,
for dearer than all wealth in hall,
and fairer than are born to Men,
a daughter had he, Lúthien.