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

by J.R.R. Tolkien

No living man may hinder me!’ Then Merry heard of all sounds in that hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel. ‘But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am,

I am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.’

‘I am glad that you are here with me,’ said Frodo. ‘Here at the end of all things, Sam.’

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‘Yes, I am with you, Master,’ said Sam, laying Frodo’s wounded hand gently to his breast. ‘And you’re with me. And the journey’s finished. But after coming all that way I don’t want to give up yet. It’s not like me, somehow, if you understand.’

two small dark figures, forlorn, hand in hand upon a little hill, while the world shook under them,

‘for it will be better to ride back three together than one alone. Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.’