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Praise
them
with
great
praise
,
Frodo
and
Samwise
!
Daur
a
Berhael
,
Conin
en
Annun
!
Eglerio
!
Praise
them
!
Eglerio
!
A
laita
te
,
laita
te
!
Andave
laituvalmet
!
Praise
them
!
Cormacolindor
,
a
laita
tárienna
!
Praise
them
!
The
Ring-bearers
,
praise
them
with
great
praise
!
"
And
so
the
red
blood
blushing
in
their
faces
and
their
eyes
shining
with
wonder
,
Frodo
and
Sam
went
forward
and
saw
that
amidst
the
clamorous
host
were
set
three
high-seats
built
of
green
turves
.
Behind
the
seat
upon
the
right
floated
,
white
on
green
,
a
great
horse
running
free
;
upon
the
left
was
a
banner
,
silver
upon
blue
,
a
ship
swan-prowed
faring
on
the
sea
;
but
behind
the
highest
throne
in
the
midst
of
all
a
great
standard
was
spread
in
the
breeze
,
and
there
a
white
tree
flowered
upon
a
sable
field
beneath
a
shining
crown
and
seven
glittering
stars
.
On
the
throne
sat
a
mail-clad
man
,
a
great
sword
was
laid
across
his
knees
,
but
he
wore
no
helm
.
As
they
drew
near
he
rose
.
And
then
they
knew
him
,
changed
as
he
was
,
so
high
and
glad
of
face
,
kingly
,
lord
of
Men
,
dark-haired
with
eyes
of
grey
.
Frodo
ran
to
meet
him
,
and
Sam
followed
close
behind
.
"
Well
,
if
that
is
n't
the
crown
of
all
!
"
he
said
.
"
Strider
,
or
I
'm
still
asleep
!
"
