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At
the
water-side
Aragorn
remained
,
watching
the
bier
.
while
Legolas
and
Gimli
hastened
back
on
foot
to
Parth
Galen
.
It
was
a
mile
or
more
,
and
it
was
some
time
before
they
came
back
,
paddling
two
boats
swiftly
along
the
shore
.
'
There
is
a
strange
tale
to
tell
!
'
said
Legolas
.
'
There
are
only
two
boats
upon
the
bank
.
We
could
find
no
trace
of
the
other
.
'
'
Have
Orcs
been
there
?
'
asked
Aragorn
.
'
We
saw
no
signs
of
them
,
'
answered
Gimli
.
'
And
Orcs
would
have
taken
or
destroyed
all
the
boats
,
and
the
baggage
as
well
.
'
'
I
will
look
at
the
ground
when
we
come
there
,
'
said
Aragorn
.
Now
they
laid
Boromir
in
the
middle
of
the
boat
that
was
to
bear
him
away
.
The
grey
hood
and
elven-cloak
they
folded
and
placed
beneath
his
head
.
They
combed
his
long
dark
hair
and
arrayed
it
upon
his
shoulders
.
The
golden
belt
of
Lórien
gleamed
about
his
waist
.
His
helm
they
set
beside
him
,
and
across
his
lap
they
laid
the
cloven
horn
and
the
hilts
and
shards
of
his
sword
;
beneath
his
feet
they
put
the
swords
of
his
enemies
.
Then
fastening
the
prow
to
the
stern
of
the
other
boat
,
they
drew
him
out
into
the
water
.
They
rowed
sadly
along
the
shore
,
and
turning
into
the
swift-running
channel
they
passed
the
green
sward
of
Parth
Galen
.
The
steep
sides
of
Tol
Brandir
were
glowing
:
it
was
now
mid-afternoon
.
As
they
went
south
the
fume
of
Rauros
rose
and
shimmered
before
them
,
a
haze
of
gold
.
The
rush
and
thunder
of
the
falls
shook
the
windless
air
.
Sorrowfully
they
cast
loose
the
funeral
boat
:
there
Boromir
lay
,
restful
,
peaceful
,
gliding
upon
the
bosom
of
the
flowing
water
.
The
stream
took
him
while
they
held
their
own
boat
back
with
their
paddles
.
He
floated
by
them
,
and
slowly
his
boat
departed
,
waning
to
a
dark
spot
against
the
golden
light
;
and
then
suddenly
it
vanished
.
Rauros
roared
on
unchanging
.
The
River
had
taken
Boromir
son
of
Denethor
,
and
he
was
not
seen
again
in
Minas
Tirith
,
standing
as
he
used
to
stand
upon
the
White
Tower
in
the
morning
.
But
in
Gondor
in
after-days
it
long
was
said
that
the
elven-boat
rode
the
falls
and
the
foaming
pool
,
and
bore
him
down
through
Osgiliath
,
and
past
the
many
mouths
of
Anduin
,
out
into
the
Great
Sea
at
night
under
the
stars
.
For
a
while
the
three
companions
remained
silent
,
gazing
after
him
.
Then
Aragorn
spoke
.
'
They
will
look
for
him
from
the
White
Tower
,
'
he
said
,
'
but
he
will
not
return
from
mountain
or
from
sea
.
'
Then
slowly
he
began
to
sing
:
Through
Rohan
over
fen
and
field
where
the
long
grass
grows
