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The Paths of the Dead:
"Over the land there
lies a long shadow,
westward reaching
wings of darkness.
The Tower trembles;
to the tombs of kings
doom approaches.
The Dead awaken;
for the hour is come
for the oathbreakers:
at the Stone of Erech
they shall stand again
and here there a horn
in the hills ringing.
Whose shall the horn be?
Who shall call them
from the grey twilight,
the forgotten people?
The heir of him to whom
the oath they swore.
From the North shall he come,
need shall drive him:
he shall pass the Door
of the Paths of the Dead."
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The Lord of the Rings
Part III. The Return of the King
Quotes from Tolkien's Novel
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| Aragorn: The Paths of the Dead |
"Nothing assailed the company not withstood their passage, and yet a steadily
fear grew on the Dwarf as he went on: most of all because he knew now that there could be no turning back;
all the paths behind were thronged by an unseen host that followed in the dark. [...] The others pressed on, but
he was ever hindmost, pursued by a groping horror that seemed always just about to seize him; and a rumour came
after him like the shawow-sound of many feet. He stumbled on until he was crawling like a beast on the ground
and felt that he could endure no more: he must either find an ending and escape or run back in madness to meet
the following fear." |
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"But the next day there came no dawn, and the Grey Company passed on into the
darkness of the Storm of Mordor and were lost to mortal sight; but the Dead followed them." |
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| The Muster of Rohan |
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" 'My Lord does not issue any command to you, he begs you only to remember old
friendship and oaths long spoken, and for your own good, to do all that you may." [Hirgon] |
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"Flinging on some clothes, Merry looked outside. The world was darkling. The
very air seemed brown, and all things about were black and grey and shadowless; there was a great stillness.
[...] Merry saw many folk standing, looking up and muttering; all their faces were grey and sad, and some were
afraid. With a shrinking heart he made his way to the king.
The king turned to Merry. 'I am going to war, Master Meriadoc,' he said. 'In a little
while I shall take the road. I release you from my service, but not from my friendship. You shall abide here,
and if you will, you shall serve the Lady Éowyn, who will govern the folk in my stead." |
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"A young man, Merry thought as he returned the glance, less in height and
girth than most. He caught the glint of clear grey eyes; and then he shivered, for it came suddenly to him that
it was the face of one without hope who goes in search of death." |
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" 'Where will wants not, a way opens, so we say,' he whispered; 'and
so I have found myself.' Merry looked up and saw that it was the young Rider whom he had noticed in the morning." |
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