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The
Rohirrim
indeed
had
no
need
of
news
or
alarm
.
All
too
well
they
could
see
for
themselves
the
black
sails
.
For
Éomer
was
now
scarcely
a
mile
from
the
Harlond
,
and
a
great
press
of
his
first
foes
was
between
him
and
the
haven
there
,
while
new
foes
came
swirling
behind
,
cutting
him
off
from
the
Prince
.
Now
he
looked
to
the
River
,
and
hope
died
in
his
heart
,
and
the
wind
that
he
had
blessed
he
now
called
accursed
.
But
the
hosts
of
Mordor
were
enheartened
,
and
filled
with
a
new
lust
and
fury
they
came
yelling
to
the
onset
.
Stern
now
was
Éomer
's
mood
,
and
his
mind
clear
again
.
He
let
blow
the
horns
to
rally
all
men
to
his
banner
that
could
come
thither
;
for
he
thought
to
make
a
great
shield-wall
at
the
last
,
and
stand
,
and
fight
there
on
foot
till
all
fell
,
and
do
deeds
of
song
on
the
fields
of
Pelennor
,
though
no
man
should
be
left
in
the
West
to
remember
the
last
King
of
the
Mark
.
So
he
rode
to
a
green
hillock
and
there
set
his
banner
,
and
the
White
Horse
ran
rippling
in
the
wind
.
Out
of
doubt
,
out
of
dark
to
the
day
's
rising
I
came
singing
in
the
sun
,
sword
unsheathing
.
To
hope
's
end
I
rode
and
to
heart
's
breaking
:
Now
for
wrath
,
now
for
ruin
and
a
red
nightfall
!
These
staves
he
spoke
,
yet
he
laughed
as
he
said
them
.
For
once
more
lust
of
battle
was
on
him
;
and
he
was
still
unscathed
,
and
he
was
young
,
and
he
was
king
:
the
lord
of
a
fell
people
.
And
lo
!
even
as
he
laughed
at
despair
he
looked
out
again
on
the
black
ships
,
and
he
lifted
up
his
sword
to
defy
them
.
And
then
wonder
took
him
,
and
a
great
joy
;
and
he
cast
his
sword
up
in
the
sunlight
and
sang
as
he
caught
it
.
And
all
eyes
followed
his
gaze
,
and
behold
!
upon
the
foremost
ship
a
great
standard
broke
,
and
the
wind
displayed
it
as
she
turned
towards
the
Harlond
.
There
flowered
a
White
Tree
,
and
that
was
for
Gondor
;
but
Seven
Stars
were
about
it
,
and
a
high
crown
above
it
,
the
signs
of
Elendil
that
no
lord
had
borne
for
years
beyond
count
.
And
the
stars
flamed
in
the
sunlight
,
for
they
were
wrought
of
gems
by
Arwen
daughter
of
Elrond
;
and
the
crown
was
bright
in
the
morning
,
for
it
was
wrought
of
mithril
and
gold
.
Thus
came
Aragorn
son
of
Arathorn
,
Elessar
,
Isildur
's
heir
,
out
of
the
Paths
of
the
Dead
,
borne
upon
a
wind
from
the
Sea
to
the
kingdom
of
Gondor
;
and
the
mirth
of
the
Rohirrim
was
a
torrent
of
laughter
and
a
flashing
of
swords
,
and
the
joy
and
wonder
of
the
City
was
a
music
of
trumpets
and
a
ringing
of
bells
.
But
the
hosts
of
Mordor
were
seized
with
bewilderment
,
and
a
great
wizardry
it
seemed
to
them
that
their
own
ships
should
be
filled
with
their
foes
;
and
a
black
dread
fell
on
them
,
knowing
that
the
tides
of
fate
had
turned
against
them
and
their
doom
was
at
hand
.
