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Then
Aragorn
sang
again
:
From
the
Gate
of
Kings
the
North
Wind
rides
,
and
past
the
roaring
falls
;
And
clear
and
cold
about
the
tower
its
loud
horn
calls
.
'
What
news
from
the
North
,
O
mighty
wind
,
do
you
bring
to
me
today
?
What
news
of
Boromir
the
Bold
?
For
he
is
long
away
.
'
'
Beneath
Amon
Hen
I
heard
his
cry
.
There
many
foes
he
fought
.
His
cloven
shield
,
his
broken
sword
,
they
to
the
water
brought
.
His
head
so
proud
,
his
face
so
fair
,
his
limbs
they
laid
to
rest
;
And
Rauros
,
golden
Rauros-falls
,
bore
him
upon
its
breast
.
'
'
O
Boromir
!
The
Tower
of
Guard
shall
ever
northward
gaze
