The Return of the King (The Lord of the Rings, #3)

by J.R.R. Tolkien

‘What do you fear, lady?’ he asked. ‘A cage,’ she said. ‘To stay behind bars, until use and old age accept them, and all chance of doing great deeds is gone beyond recall or desire.’

‘Here is a thing unheard of!’ he said. ‘An Elf will go underground and a Dwarf dare not!’

‘But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund’s daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.’

His grief he will not forget; but it will not darken his heart, it will teach him wisdom.’

‘I can’t carry it for you, but I can carry you and it as well. So up you get! Come on, Mr. Frodo dear! Sam will give you a ride. Just tell him where to go, and he’ll go.’

Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.’