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Stronger
than
Morgul-spells
.
There
shall
be
shown
a
token
That
Doom
is
near
at
hand
,
For
Isildur
's
Bane
shall
waken
,
And
the
Halfling
forth
shall
stand
.
Of
these
words
we
could
understand
little
,
and
we
spoke
to
our
father
,
Denethor
,
Lord
of
Minas
Tirith
,
wise
in
the
lore
of
Gondor
.
This
only
would
he
say
,
that
Imladris
was
of
old
the
name
among
the
Elves
of
a
far
northern
dale
,
where
Elrond
the
Halfelven
dwelt
,
greatest
of
lore-masters
.
Therefore
my
brother
,
seeing
how
desperate
was
our
need
,
was
eager
to
heed
the
dream
and
seek
for
Imladris
;
but
since
the
way
was
full
of
doubt
and
danger
,
I
took
the
journey
upon
myself
.
Loth
was
my
father
to
give
me
leave
,
and
long
have
I
wandered
by
roads
forgotten
,
seeking
the
house
of
Elrond
,
of
which
many
had
heard
,
but
few
knew
where
it
lay
.
"
"
And
here
in
the
house
of
Elrond
more
shall
be
made
clear
to
you
"
said
Aragorn
,
standing
up
.
He
cast
his
sword
upon
the
table
that
stood
before
Elrond
,
and
the
blade
was
in
two
pieces
.
"
Here
is
the
Sword
that
was
Broken
!
"
he
said
.
"
And
who
are
you
,
and
what
have
you
to
do
with
Minas
Tirith
?
"
asked
Boromir
,
looking
in
wonder
at
the
lean
face
of
the
Ranger
and
his
weather-stained
cloak
.
"
He
is
Aragorn
son
of
Arathorn
,
"
said
Elrond
;
"
and
he
is
descended
through
many
fathers
from
Isildur
Elendil
's
son
of
Minas
Ithil
.
He
is
the
Chief
of
the
Dunedain
in
the
North
,
and
few
are
now
left
of
that
folk
.
"
