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January 27 - February 27, 2025
What he thought was the cause of Frodo’s sudden resolve and flight Aragorn did not say. The last words of Boromir he long kept secret.
You speak evil of that which is fair beyond the reach of your thought, and only little wit can excuse you.’
‘I would cut off your head, beard and all, Master Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground,’ said Éomer. ‘He stands not alone,’ said Legolas, bending his bow and fitting an arrow with hands that moved quicker than sight. ‘You would die before your stroke fell.’
‘Come, you shall sit behind me, friend Gimli,’ said Legolas. ‘Then all will be well, and you need neither borrow a horse nor be troubled by one.’
‘Whatever its name may be,’ said Háma, ‘here you shall lay it, if you would not fight alone against all the men in Edoras.’ ‘Not alone!’ said Gimli, fingering the blade of his axe,
‘I will gladly go with you, if Legolas, my comrade, may ride beside us.’
But you comfort me, Gimli, and I am glad to have you standing nigh with your stout legs and your hard axe.
‘Two!’ said Gimli, patting his axe. He had returned to his place on the wall. ‘Two?’ said Legolas. ‘I have done better, though now I must grope for spent arrows; all mine are gone. Yet I make my tale twenty at the least. But that is only a few leaves in a forest.’
‘Twenty-one!’ said Gimli. ‘Good!’ said Legolas. ‘But my count is now two dozen. It has been knife-work up here.’
‘Yet dawn is ever the hope of men,’ said Aragorn.
I desired to tell Master Gimli that my tale is now thirty-nine.’
In spite of his hurt the dwarf would not stay behind.
Legolas and Gimli were now riding together upon one horse; and they kept close beside Gandalf, for Gimli was afraid of the wood.
Do you cut down groves of blossoming trees in the springtime for firewood?
Songs we have that tell of these things, but we are forgetting them, teaching them only to children, as a careless custom. And now the songs have come down among us out of strange places, and walk visible under the Sun.’
‘For not only the little life of Men is now endangered, but the life also of those things which you have deemed the matter of legend.
‘And what about your companions? What about Legolas and me?’ cried Gimli, unable to contain himself longer.
‘Any Elf that comes with you will be welcome,’ said Treebeard. ‘The friend I speak of is not an Elf,’ said Legolas; ‘I mean Gimli, Glóin’s son here.’
‘Strange it may seem,’ said Legolas; ‘but while Gimli lives I shall not come to Fangorn alone.
‘So there are Oliphaunts, and I have seen one. What a life! But no one at home will ever believe me. Well, if that’s over, I’ll have a bit of sleep.’
But I have a deed to do, or to attempt, before I too am slain.
I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend:
And the memory of Boromir, of the dreadful change that the lure of the Ring had worked in him, was very present to his mind, when he looked at Faramir and listened to his voice: unlike they were, and yet also much akin.
and there must gardeners be in high honour.’ ‘Not all is well there,’ said Frodo, ‘but certainly gardeners are honoured.’
wondering if anywhere in the vastness of the nightlands his old companions walked or slept, or lay dead shrouded in mist.
I am bound, by solemn undertaking to the Council, to find a way or perish in the seeking.
All is lost. I tarried on the way. All is lost. Even if my errand is performed, no one will ever know. There will be no one I can tell. It will be in vain.’
maybe the last meal they would ever eat together.
It’s your Sam calling. Don’t go
where I can’t follow! Wake up, Mr. Frodo!
And you are the last of all the Company. The errand must not fail.’
there’s someone loose hereabouts as is more dangerous than any other damned rebel that ever
walked since the bad old times,
Don’t trust your head, Samwise, it is not the best part of you.