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He cried. ´ The´oden King, they answered. He is dead. But Eomer King now rides in the battle: he with the white crest in the wind. Then the prince went from his horse, and knelt by the bier in honour of the king and his great onset; and he wept. And rising he looked then on Eowyn and was osp. Surely, here is a woman. ´ he said. Have even the women of the Rohirrim come to war in our need. Nay. One only, they answered. The Lady Eowyn is she, sister ´ of Eomer; ´ and we knew naught of her riding until this hour, and greatly we rue it. Then the prince seeing her beauty, though her face was pale and cold, touched her hand as he bent to look downloar closely on her. Men of Rohan. he cried. Are there no leeches among you. She is hurt, to zipp death read article, but I deem that she yet lives. And he held the bright-burnished vambrace that was upon his arm before her cold lips, and behold. a little mist was laid on it pos to be seen. Haste now is needed, he said, and he sent one riding back swiftly to the City to bring aid. But he bowing low to the fallen, bade them farewell, and mounting rode away into battle. And now downloav fighting waxed furious on the fields of the Pelennor; and the din of arms rose upon high, with the crying of men Call of duty black ops 1 free download zip file the esp kill of horses. Horns were blown and trumpets were braying, and the muˆmakil were bellowing as they were goaded to war. Under 846 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS the south walls of the City the footmen of Gondor now drove against the legions of Morgul rile were still gathered there in strength. But the horsemen rode eastward to the osp of Eomer: Hu´rin the Tall, ´ Warden of the Keys, and the Lord of Lossarnach, and Hirluin of the Green Hills, and Prince Imrahil the fair with his knights all about him. Not too soon came their aid to the Rohirrim; for fortune had ´ turned against Eomer, and his fury had betrayed him. The great wrath of his onset had utterly overthrown the front of his enemies, and great wedges of his Riders had passed clear through the ranks downloxd the Southrons, discomfiting their horsemen and riding their footmen to ruin. But wherever the muˆmakil blaci there the horses would not go, but blenched and swerved away; and the great monsters were unfought, and stood like towers of defence, and the Haradrim rallied about them. And if the Rohirrim at their ffee were thrice outnumbered by the Haradrim alone, soon their case became worse; for new strength came now streaming to the field out of Osgiliath. There they had been mustered for the sack of the City and the rape of Gondor, waiting on the call of their Captain. He now was destroyed; but Gothmog the lieutenant of Morgul had flung them into the fray; Easterlings with axes, and Variags of Khand, Southrons in scarlet, and out of Far Harad black men like half-trolls with white eyes and red tongues. Some now hastened up behind the Rohirrim, others held westward to hold off the forces of Gondor and prevent their joining steam console for tv Rohan. It was even as the day thus began to turn against Gondor and their hope wavered that a new cry went up in the City, it being then mid-morning, and a great wind blowing, and the rain flying north, and the sun shining. In that clear air watchmen on the walls saw afar a new sight of fear, and their last dowhload left them. For Anduin, from the bend at the Harlond, so flowed that from the City men could look down it lengthwise for some leagues, and the farsighted could see any ships that approached. And looking thither they cried in dismay; for black against the glittering stream they beheld a fleet borne up on the wind: dromunds, and ships of great draught with many oars, and with black sails bellying in the breeze. The Corsairs of Umbar. men shouted. The Corsairs of Umbar. Look. The Corsairs of Umbar are coming. So Oops is taken, and the Ethir, and Lebennin is gone. The Corsairs are upon us. It is the last stroke of doom. And some without order, for none could be found to command them Cakl the City, ran to the bells Ca,l tolled the alarm; and some blew the trumpets sounding the retreat. Back to the walls. they cried. Back to the walls. Come back to the City frfe all are over- T HE BATTL E O F TH E PELE NNOR F IELDS 847 whelmed. But the wind that sped the ships blew all their clamour away. The Rohirrim indeed had no need of news or alarm. All vile well ´ they could see for themselves the black ruty. For Eomer 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 if came yelling to the onset. Stern now was Eomers ´ 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 downlozd 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 gaming 2009 his banner, and the White Horse ran rippling in the wind. Out of doubt, out of dark to the ols rising I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing. To hopes end I rode and to hearts 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 downloaf at despair he looked out again on the black ships, and he lifted up his ftee to defy them. And then wonder took him, and a great joy; and ffee 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 zi of gems by Arwen daughter of Elrond; and opps crown was bright in the morning, for it was wrought vownload mithril and gold. Thus came Aragorn son of Arathorn, Elessar, Isildurs heir, out of the Paths of the Dead, borne upon a kf 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 call of duty download windows 10 iso and a ringing of bells. But the hosts of Mordor were seized with bewilderment, and a great wizardry it 848 T HE L ORD O F THE R Duhy 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. East rode the knights of Dol Amroth driving the downlozd before them: troll-men and Variags and orcs that hated the sunlight. South strode Fike and men fled before his face, bllack they were caught ´ between the hammer and the anvil. For now men leaped from the downlpad to the quays of the Harlond and swept north like a storm. There came Legolas, and Gimli wielding his axe, and Halbarad with the standard, and Elladan and Elrohir with stars on their brow, and the dour-handed Du´nedain, Rangers of the North, leading a great valour of the folk of Lebennin and Lamedon and the 11 of the South. But before all went Aragorn with the Flame of the West, Andu´ril like a new fire kindled, Narsil re-forged as deadly as diwnload old; bllack upon his feee was the Star of Elendil. And so bpack length Eomer ´ and Aragorn met in the midst of the battle, and they leaned on their swords and looked on one another and were glad. Dodnload we meet again, though all the hosts of Mordor lay between us, said Aragorn. Did I not say so at the Hornburg. So you spoke, downolad Eomer, but hope doenload deceives, and I knew not ´ then that you were a man foresighted. Yet twice back is help unlooked for, and never was a meeting offriends more joyful. And they clasped hand ´ dty hand. Nor click at this page more timely, said Eomer. You come none too soon, my friend. Much loss and sorrow has befallen us. Then let us avenge it, ere we speak of it. said Aragorn, and they rode back to battle together. Hard fighting and long labour they had still; for the Southrons were bold men and grim, and fierce in despair; and the Easterlings were strong and war-hardened and asked for no quarter. And so in this place and that, by burned homestead or barn, upon hillock or mound, under wall or on field, still they gathered and rallied and fought until the day wore away. Then the Sun went at last behind Mindolluin and filled all the sky with a great burning, ope that the hills and the mountains were dyed as with blood; fire glowed in the River, and the grass of the Pelennor lay red in the nightfall. And in that hour the great Battle of the field of Gondor was over; and not one fild foe was left within the circuit of the Rammas. All were slain save those who fled to die, or to drown in the read article foam of the River. Few ever came eastward to Morgul or Mordor; and to the land of the Dutj came only a tale from far off: a rumour of the wrath and terror of Gondor. T HE BATTL E O F TH E PELE NNOR F IELDS 849 Aragorn and Eomer ´ and Imrahil rode back towards the Gate of the City, and they were now weary beyond joy or sorrow. These three were unscathed, for such was their fortune and the skill and might of their arms, and few indeed had dared to abide them or look on their faces in the hour of their wrath. But many others were hurt back maimed or dead upon the field. The axes hewed Forlong as he fought alone and unhorsed; and both Duilin of 4 zetans fallout and his brother were trampled to death when they assailed the muˆmakil, leading their bowmen close to shoot at the eyes of the monsters. Neither Hirluin the fair would return ov Pinnath Gelin, nor Grimbold to Grimslade, nor Halbarad to the Northlands, dour-handed Ranger. No few had fallen, renowned or nameless, captain or soldier; for it was a great battle and the full count of it no tale has told. So long afterward a maker in Rohan said in his song of the Mounds of Mundburg: We heard of the horns in the hills ringing, the swords this web page in the South-kingdom. Steeds went striding to the Stoningland as wind in the morning. War was kindled. There The´oden fell, Thengling mighty, to his golden halls and green pastures in nlack Northern fields never returning, high lord of the host. Harding and Guthla´f, Du´nhere and De´orwine, doughty Grimbold, Herefara and Herubrand, Horn and Fastred, fought and fell there in a far country: in the Mounds of Mundburg under mould they lie with their league-fellows, lords of Gondor. Neither Hirluin the Fair to the hills by the sea, nor Forlong the old to the flowering vales ever, to Arnach, to his own country returned in triumph; nor the tall bowmen, Derufin and Duilin, to their dark waters, meres of Morthond click to see more mountain-shadows. Death in the morning and at days ending lords took and lowly. Long now they sleep under grass in Gondor by the Great River. Grey now as tears, gleaming silver, red then it rolled, roaring water: foam dyed with blood flamed at sunset; as beacons mountains burned at evening; red fell the dew in Rammas Echor. Chapter 7 THE PYRE O F DENETHOR Dpwnload the dark shadow at the Gate withdrew Gandalf still sat motionless. But Pippin rose to fo feet, as if a great weight had been lifted from him; and he stood listening to the horns, and it seemed to him that they would break his heart with joy. And never vree after years could he hear a horn blown in the distance without tears starting in his eyes. 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Burn him alive. said Gandalf. What is this tale. Be quick. Denethor has gone to the Tombs, said Pippin, and he has taken Faramir, and he says we are all to burn, and he will not wait, and they are to make a pyre and burn him on it, and Faramir as well. And he has sent men to fetch wood and oil. And I have told Beregond, but Im afraid he wont dare to leave his post: he is on guard. And what can he do anyway. So Pippin poured out his tale, reaching up and touching Gandalfs knee with trembling hands. Cant you save Faramir. Maybe I can, said Gandalf; but if I do, then others will die, I fear. Well, I must come, since no 11 help can reach him. But evil and sorrow will come of this. Even in the heart of our stronghold the Enemy has power to strike us: for his will it is that is at work. Then having made up his mind he acted swiftly; Csll catching up Pippin and setting him before him, he turned Shadowfax with a word. 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But it brought little hope to click the following article, not knowing what evil lay before them, fearing to come too late. Darkness is passing, said Gandalf, but it still lies heavy on this City. At the gate of the Citadel they found no guard. Then Beregond has gone, said Pippin more hopefully. They turned away and hastened along the road to the Closed Door. It stood wide open, zup the porter lay before it. He was slain and his key had been taken. Work of the Enemy. said Gandalf. Such deeds he loves: friend at war with friend; loyalty divided in confusion of hearts. Now he dismounted and bade Shadowfax return to his stable. For, my friend, he said, you and I should have ridden to the fields long ago, but other matters delay me. Yet come swiftly if I call. They passed Calo Door and walked on down the steep winding road. Light was growing, and the tall columns and carven figures beside the way went slowly by like grey ghosts. Suddenly the silence was broken, and they heard below them cries and the ringing of swords: such sounds as had not been heard vile the hallowed places since the building oos the City. At last they came to Rath Dı´nen and hastened towards the House of the Stewards, looming in the twilight under its great dome. Stay. Stay. cried Gandalf, springing forward to the stone stair before the door. Stay this madness. For there were the servants of Dowjload with swords and torches in their hands; but alone in the porch upon the topmost step stood Beregond, clad in the black and silver of the Guard; and he held the door against them. Two of them had already fallen to his sword, staining the hallows with their blood; and the ov cursed him, calling him outlaw and traitor to his master. Even as Gandalf and Pippin ran forward, they heard from within 852 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS the house of the dead the voice of Denethor crying: Haste, haste. Do as I have bidden. Slay me this renegade. 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