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Poems and Tales of Middle-Earth:
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(Bregalad's lament for his fallen trees)
"O Orofarnë, Lassemista,
Carnimírië!
O rowan fair, upon your hair
how white the blossom lay!
O rowan mine, I saw you shine
upon a summer's day,
Your rind so bright, your leaves so light,
your voice so cool and soft:
Upon your head how golden-red
the crown you bore aloft!
O rowan dead, upon your head
your hair is dry and grey;
Your crown is spilled, your voice is stilled
for ever and a day.
O Orofarnë, Lassemista,
Carnimírië!"
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The Lord of the Rings
Part II. The Two Towers
Quotes from Tolkien's Novel
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| Fangorn: Captivity |
"Pippin lay in a dark and troubled dream: it seemed that he could hear his own
voice echoing in black tunnels, calling Frodo, Frodo! But instead of Frodo, hundreds of hideous orc-faces
grinned at him out of the shadows, hundred of hideous arms grasped at him from every side. [...]
He woke. [...] He turned and found that the dream was little worse than the waking.[...]
He felt cold and sick. 'I wish Gandalf had never persuaded Elrond to let us come,' he thought.
'What good have I been? Just a nuisance: a passenger, a piece of luggage. And now I have been stolen and I am just
a piece of luggage for the Orcs.' "
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"The Orc's clawlike hand gripped Pippin's arms like iron; the nails bit into him.
He shut his eyes and slipped back into evil dreams. [...] Evil dreams and evil wakings were blended into a long tunnel
of misery, with hope growing ever fainter behind."
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"Pippin shuddered as hard cold fingers groped down his back.
'Well my little ones!' said Grishnák in a soft whisper. 'Enjoying your
nice rest? Or not? A little ackwardly placed perhaps: swords and whips on one side, and nasty spears on the other!
Little people should not meddle in affairs that are to big for them.' His fingers continued to grope. There was a
light like pale but hot fire behind his eyes.
The thought came suddenly into Pippin's mind, as if caught direct from the urgent thought of
his enemy: 'Grishnákh knows about the Ring! He's looking for it, while Uglúk is busy: he probably
wants it for himself.' "
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