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Poems and Tales of Middle-Earth:
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(Théoden's words to his people)
"Arise now, arise, Riders of Théden!
Dire deeds awake, dark is eastward.
Let horse be bridled, horn be sounded!
Forth Eorlingas!
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(Gandalf's poem about the Ents)
"Ere iron was found or tree was hewn,
When young was mountain under moon;
Ere ring was made, or wrought was woe,
It walked the forests long ago."
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The Lord of the Rings
Part II. The Two Towers
Quotes from Tolkien's Novel
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| Isengard: The voice of Saruman. |
"Suddenly another voice spoke, low and melodious, its very sound an enchantment. Those
who listened unwearily to that voice could seldom report the words that they had heard; and if they did, they wondered,
for little power remained in them. Mostly they remembered only that it was a delight to hear the voice speaking, all that
it said seemed wise and reasonable, and desire awoke in them by swift agreement to see wise themselves. When others
spoke, they seemed harsh and uncouth by contrast; and if they gainsaid the voice, anger was kindled in the hearts of
those under the spell."
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" 'In the language of Orthanc, help means ruin, and saving means slaying, that
is plain.' " (Gimli)
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" 'But my Lord of Rohan, am I to be called a murderer, because valiant men have
fallen in battle? If you go to war, needlessly, for I did not desire it, then men will be slain.' " (Saruman)
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" 'You are a liar, Saruman, and a corrupter of men's hearts. You hold out your
hand to me, and I perceive only a finger of the claw of Mordor. Cruel and cold! [...] what will you say of your
torches in Westfold and the children that lie dead there?' " (Théoden)
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"Saruman paused. 'Unsay?' he mused, as if puzzled. 'Unsay? I endeavoured to advise
you for your own good, but you scarcely listened. Your are proud and do not love advice, having indeed a store of your
own wisdom. But on that occasion you erred, I think, misconstruing my intentions wilfully. I fear that in my eagerness
to persuade you, I lost patience. And indeed I regret. For I bore you no ill-will; and even now I bear none, though
you return to me in company of the violent and the ignorant. How should I? Are we not both members of a high and ancient
order, most excellent in Middle-Earth? Our friendship would profit us both alike. Much we could still accomplish
together, to heal the disorders of the world. Let us understand one another, and dismiss from thought these lesser
folk! [...] Will you not come up?' "
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" 'Saruman, Saruman!' said Gandalf, still laughing. 'Saruman, you missed your path in
life. You should have been the king's jester and earned your bread, and stripes too, by mimicking his counsellors. Ah me!'
he paused, getting the better of his mirth. 'Understand one another? I fear I am beyond your comprehension. But you, Saruman, I understand
now too well. I keep a clearer memory of your arguments, and deeds, than you suppose. When last I visited you, you
were the jailor of Mordor, and there I was to be sent. Nay, the guest who escaped from the roof, will think twice
before he comes back in by the door.' " (Gandalf)
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"A shadow passed over Saruman's face; then it went deathly white. Before he could
conceal it, they saw through the mask the anguish of a mind in doubt, loathing to stay and dreading to leave its refuge.
For a second, he hesitated, and no one breathed. Then he spoke, and his voice was shrill and cold. Pride and hate were
conquering him."
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" 'The treacherous are ever distrustful,' answered Gandalf wearily."
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" 'Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed, I am Gandalf the White,
who has returned from death. You have no colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council.' "
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" 'That may be so,' said Gandalf. 'Small comfort will these two have in their
companionship; they will gnaw one another with words. But the punishment is just.' "
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" 'Strange are the turns of fortune! Often does hatred hurts itself. [...]
But there it is, Saruman remains to nurse his hatred and weave again such webs as he can." (Gandalf)
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