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July 16 - July 26, 2020
He removed the bandage first from Gimli’s eyes. ‘Your pardon!’ he said, bowing low. ‘Look on us now with friendly eyes! Look and be glad, for you are the first dwarf to behold the trees of the Naith of Lórien since Durin’s Day!’
On the land of Lórien there was no stain.
‘Here is the heart of Elvendom on earth,’ he said, ‘and here my heart dwells ever, unless there be a light beyond the dark roads that we still must tread, you and I. Come with me!’
‘Welcome Gimli son of Glóin! It is long indeed since we saw one of Durin’s folk in Caras Galadhon. But today we have broken our long law. May it be a sign that though the world is now dark better days are at hand, and that friendship shall be renewed between our peoples.’
your Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while all the Company is true.’
There is in her and in this land no evil, unless a man bring it hither himself. Then let him beware!
he saw that the figure was clothed not in grey but in white, in a white that shone faintly in the dusk; and in its hand there was a white staff.
In the black abyss there appeared a single Eye that slowly grew, until it filled nearly all the Mirror.
Verily it is in the land of Lórien upon the finger of Galadriel that one of the Three remains. This is Nenya, the Ring of Adamant, and I am its keeper.
In place of the Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair!’
if you wish to destroy the armed might of the Dark Lord, then it is folly to go without force into his domain; and folly to throw away.’
Frodo caught something new and strange in Boromir’s glance, and he looked hard at him.
Leaf and branch, water and stone: they have the hue and beauty of all these things under the twilight of Lórien that we love; for we put the thought of all that we love into all that we make.
you will find them a great aid in keeping out of the sight of unfriendly eyes, whether you walk among the stones or the trees.
in the third were Legolas and Gimli, who had now become fast friends.
do not despise the lore that has come down from distant years; for oft it may chance that old wives keep in memory word of things that once were needful for the wise to know.’
‘Nothing, unless it might be – unless it is permitted to ask, nay, to name a single strand of your hair, which surpasses the gold of the earth as the stars surpass the gems of the mine.
if hope should not fail, then I say to you, Gimli son of Glóin, that your hands shall flow with gold, and yet over you gold shall have no dominion.
May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.
I would not have come, had I known the danger of light and joy. Now I have taken my worst wound in this parting, even if I were to go this night straight to the Dark Lord. Alas for Gimli son of Glóin!’
a king returning from exile to his own land.
a strange feeling came to him that something was behind him, that unfriendly eyes were upon him. He sprang up and turned; but all that he saw to his surprise was Boromir, and his face was smiling and kind.
would seem like wisdom but for the warning of my heart.’ ‘Warning? Warning against what?’ said Boromir sharply. ‘Against delay. Against the way that seems easier. Against refusal of the burden that is laid on me. Against – well, if it must be said, against trust in the strength and truth of Men.’
Is it not a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt for so small a thing? So small a thing!
True-hearted Men, they will not be corrupted.
It is not yours save by unhappy chance. It might have been mine. It should be mine. Give it to me!’
His fair and pleasant face was hideously changed; a raging fire was in his eyes.
mountain of iron, gate of steel, tower of adamant, he saw it: Barad-dûr, Fortress of Sauron.
But Mr. Frodo, he knows he’s got to find the Cracks of Doom, if he can. But he’s afraid. Now it’s come to the point, he’s just plain terrified. That’s what his trouble is.
If he screws himself up to go, he’ll want to go alone. Mark my words!
‘Of all the confounded nuisances you are the worst, Sam!’ he said.
