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.And so it was that Gwaihir saw them with his keen far-seeing eyes, asdown the wild wind he came, and daring the great peril of the skies hecircled in the air: two small dark figures, forlorn, hand in hand upon alittle hill, while the world shook under them, and gasped, and rivers offire drew near.And even as he espied them and came swooping down, hesawthem fall, worn out, or choked with fumes and heat, or stricken down bydespair at last, hiding their eyes from death.Side by side they lay; and down swept Gwaihir, and down came Landrovaland Meneldor the swift; and in a dream, not knowing what fate had befallenthem, the wanderers were lifted up and borne far away out of the darknessand the fire.When Sam awoke, he found that he was lying on some soft bed, but overhim gently swayed wide beechen boughs, and through their young leavessunlight glimmered, green and gold.All the air was full of a sweet mingledscent.He remembered that smell: the fragrance of Ithilien.'Bless me!' hemused.'How long have I been asleep?' For the scent had borne him back to the day when he had lit his little fire under the sunny bank; and for amoment all else between was out of waking memory.He stretched and drewadeep breath.'Why, what a dream I've had!' he muttered.'I am glad to wake!'He sat up and then he saw that Frodo was lying beside him, and sleptpeacefully, one hand behind his head, and the other resting upon thecoverlet.It was the right hand, and the third finger was missing.Full memory flooded back, and Sam cried aloud: 'It wasn't a dream! Thenwhere are we?'And a voice spoke softly behind: 'In the land of Ithilien, and in thekeeping of the King; and he awaits you.' With that Gandalf stood before him,robed in white, his beard now gleaming like pure snow in the twinkling ofthe leafy sunlight.'Well, Master Samwise, how do you feel?' he said.But Sam lay back, and stared with open mouth, and for a moment, betweenbewilderment and great joy, he could not answer.At last he gasped:'Gandalf! I thought you were dead! But then I thought I was dead myself.Iseverything sad going to come untrue? What's happened to the world?''A great Shadow has departed,' said Gandalf, and then he laughed andthe sound was like music, or like water in a parched land; and as helistened the thought came to Sam that he had not heard laughter, the puresound of merriment, for days upon days without count.It fell upon his earslike the echo of all the joys he had ever known.But he himself burst intotears.Then, as a sweet rain will pass down a wind of spring and the sunwill shine out the clearer, his tears ceased, and his laughter welled up,and laughing he sprang from his bed.'How do I feel?' he cried.'Well, I don't know how to say it.I feel, Ifeel' - he waved his arms in the air - 'I feel like spring after winter, andsun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have everheard!' He stopped and he turned towards his master.'But how's Mr.Frodo?'he said.'Isn't it a shame about his poor hand? But I hope he's all rightotherwise.He's had a cruel time.''Yes, I am all right otherwise,' said Frodo, sitting up and laughing inhis turn.I fell asleep again waiting for you, Sam, you sleepyhead.I wasawake early this morning, and now it must be nearly noon.''Noon?' said Sam, trying to calculate.'Noon of what day?''The fourteenth of the New Year,' said Gandalf; 'or if you like, theeighth day of April in the Shire reckoning.( But in Gondor the New Year will always now begin upon the twenty-fifth of March when Sauron fell, and whenyou were brought out of the fire to the King.He has tended you, and now heawaits you.You shall eat and drink with him.When you are ready I will leadyou to him.''The King?' said Sam.'What king, and who is he?''The King of Gondor and Lord of the Western Lands,' said Gandalf 'andhe has taken back all his ancient realm.He will ride soon to his crowning,but he waits for you.''What shall we wear?' said Sam; for all he could see was the old andtattered clothes that they had journeyed in, lying folded on the groundbeside their beds.'The clothes that you wore on your way to Mordor,' said Gandalf.'Eventhe orc-rags that you bore in the black land; Frodo, shall be preserved.Nosilks and linens, nor any armour or heraldry could be more honourable.Butlater I will find some other clothes, perhaps.'Then he held out his hands to them, and they saw that one shone withlight.'What have you got there?' Frodo cried.'Can it be - ?''Yes, I have brought your two treasures.They were found on Sam whenyou were rescued.The Lady Galadriel's gifts: your glass, Frodo, and yourbox, Sam.You will be glad to have these safe again.'When they were washed and clad, and had eaten a light meal, the Hobbitsfollowed Gandalf.They stepped out of the beech-grove in which they hadlain, and passed on to a long green lawn, glowing in sunshine, bordered bystately dark-leaved trees laden with scarlet blossom.Behind them they couldhear the sound of falling water, and a stream ran down before them betweenflowering banks, until it came to a greenwood at the lawn's foot and passedthen on under an archway of trees, through which they saw the shimmer ofwater far away.As they came to the opening in the wood, they were surprised to seeknights in bright mail and tall guards in silver and black standing there,who greeted them with honour and bowed before them.And then one blew alongtrumpet, and they went on through the aisle of trees beside the singingstream.So they came to a wide green land, and beyond it was a broad riverin a silver haze, out of which rose a long wooded isle, and many ships layby its shores.But on the field where they now stood a great host was drawnup, in ranks and companies glittering in the sun.And as the Hobbits approached swords were unsheathed, and spears were shaken, and horns andtrumpets sang, and men cried with many voices and in many tongues:'Long live the Halflings! Praise them with great praise!Cuio i Pheriain anann! Aglar'ni Pheriannath!Praise them with great praise, Frodo and Samwise!Daur a Berhael, Conin en Annyn! Eglerio!Praise them!Eglerio!A laita te, laita te! Andave laituvalmet!Praise them!Cormacolindor, a laita tbrienna!Praise them! The Ring-bearers, praise them with great praise!'And so the red blood blushing in their faces and their eyes shiningwith wonder, Frodo and Sam went forward and saw that amidst theclamoroushost were set three high-seats built of green turves.Behind the seat uponthe right floated, white on green, a great horse running free; upon the leftwas a banner, silver upon blue, a ship swan-prowed faring on the sea; butbehind the highest throne in the midst of all a great standard was spread inthe breeze, and there a white tree flowered upon a sable field beneath ashining 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 drewnear he rose.And then they knew him, changed as he was, so high and glad offace, kingly, lord of Men, dark-haired with eyes of grey.Frodo ran to meet him, and Sam followed close behind [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.And so it was that Gwaihir saw them with his keen far-seeing eyes, asdown the wild wind he came, and daring the great peril of the skies hecircled in the air: two small dark figures, forlorn, hand in hand upon alittle hill, while the world shook under them, and gasped, and rivers offire drew near.And even as he espied them and came swooping down, hesawthem fall, worn out, or choked with fumes and heat, or stricken down bydespair at last, hiding their eyes from death.Side by side they lay; and down swept Gwaihir, and down came Landrovaland Meneldor the swift; and in a dream, not knowing what fate had befallenthem, the wanderers were lifted up and borne far away out of the darknessand the fire.When Sam awoke, he found that he was lying on some soft bed, but overhim gently swayed wide beechen boughs, and through their young leavessunlight glimmered, green and gold.All the air was full of a sweet mingledscent.He remembered that smell: the fragrance of Ithilien.'Bless me!' hemused.'How long have I been asleep?' For the scent had borne him back to the day when he had lit his little fire under the sunny bank; and for amoment all else between was out of waking memory.He stretched and drewadeep breath.'Why, what a dream I've had!' he muttered.'I am glad to wake!'He sat up and then he saw that Frodo was lying beside him, and sleptpeacefully, one hand behind his head, and the other resting upon thecoverlet.It was the right hand, and the third finger was missing.Full memory flooded back, and Sam cried aloud: 'It wasn't a dream! Thenwhere are we?'And a voice spoke softly behind: 'In the land of Ithilien, and in thekeeping of the King; and he awaits you.' With that Gandalf stood before him,robed in white, his beard now gleaming like pure snow in the twinkling ofthe leafy sunlight.'Well, Master Samwise, how do you feel?' he said.But Sam lay back, and stared with open mouth, and for a moment, betweenbewilderment and great joy, he could not answer.At last he gasped:'Gandalf! I thought you were dead! But then I thought I was dead myself.Iseverything sad going to come untrue? What's happened to the world?''A great Shadow has departed,' said Gandalf, and then he laughed andthe sound was like music, or like water in a parched land; and as helistened the thought came to Sam that he had not heard laughter, the puresound of merriment, for days upon days without count.It fell upon his earslike the echo of all the joys he had ever known.But he himself burst intotears.Then, as a sweet rain will pass down a wind of spring and the sunwill shine out the clearer, his tears ceased, and his laughter welled up,and laughing he sprang from his bed.'How do I feel?' he cried.'Well, I don't know how to say it.I feel, Ifeel' - he waved his arms in the air - 'I feel like spring after winter, andsun on the leaves; and like trumpets and harps and all the songs I have everheard!' He stopped and he turned towards his master.'But how's Mr.Frodo?'he said.'Isn't it a shame about his poor hand? But I hope he's all rightotherwise.He's had a cruel time.''Yes, I am all right otherwise,' said Frodo, sitting up and laughing inhis turn.I fell asleep again waiting for you, Sam, you sleepyhead.I wasawake early this morning, and now it must be nearly noon.''Noon?' said Sam, trying to calculate.'Noon of what day?''The fourteenth of the New Year,' said Gandalf; 'or if you like, theeighth day of April in the Shire reckoning.( But in Gondor the New Year will always now begin upon the twenty-fifth of March when Sauron fell, and whenyou were brought out of the fire to the King.He has tended you, and now heawaits you.You shall eat and drink with him.When you are ready I will leadyou to him.''The King?' said Sam.'What king, and who is he?''The King of Gondor and Lord of the Western Lands,' said Gandalf 'andhe has taken back all his ancient realm.He will ride soon to his crowning,but he waits for you.''What shall we wear?' said Sam; for all he could see was the old andtattered clothes that they had journeyed in, lying folded on the groundbeside their beds.'The clothes that you wore on your way to Mordor,' said Gandalf.'Eventhe orc-rags that you bore in the black land; Frodo, shall be preserved.Nosilks and linens, nor any armour or heraldry could be more honourable.Butlater I will find some other clothes, perhaps.'Then he held out his hands to them, and they saw that one shone withlight.'What have you got there?' Frodo cried.'Can it be - ?''Yes, I have brought your two treasures.They were found on Sam whenyou were rescued.The Lady Galadriel's gifts: your glass, Frodo, and yourbox, Sam.You will be glad to have these safe again.'When they were washed and clad, and had eaten a light meal, the Hobbitsfollowed Gandalf.They stepped out of the beech-grove in which they hadlain, and passed on to a long green lawn, glowing in sunshine, bordered bystately dark-leaved trees laden with scarlet blossom.Behind them they couldhear the sound of falling water, and a stream ran down before them betweenflowering banks, until it came to a greenwood at the lawn's foot and passedthen on under an archway of trees, through which they saw the shimmer ofwater far away.As they came to the opening in the wood, they were surprised to seeknights in bright mail and tall guards in silver and black standing there,who greeted them with honour and bowed before them.And then one blew alongtrumpet, and they went on through the aisle of trees beside the singingstream.So they came to a wide green land, and beyond it was a broad riverin a silver haze, out of which rose a long wooded isle, and many ships layby its shores.But on the field where they now stood a great host was drawnup, in ranks and companies glittering in the sun.And as the Hobbits approached swords were unsheathed, and spears were shaken, and horns andtrumpets sang, and men cried with many voices and in many tongues:'Long live the Halflings! Praise them with great praise!Cuio i Pheriain anann! Aglar'ni Pheriannath!Praise them with great praise, Frodo and Samwise!Daur a Berhael, Conin en Annyn! Eglerio!Praise them!Eglerio!A laita te, laita te! Andave laituvalmet!Praise them!Cormacolindor, a laita tbrienna!Praise them! The Ring-bearers, praise them with great praise!'And so the red blood blushing in their faces and their eyes shiningwith wonder, Frodo and Sam went forward and saw that amidst theclamoroushost were set three high-seats built of green turves.Behind the seat uponthe right floated, white on green, a great horse running free; upon the leftwas a banner, silver upon blue, a ship swan-prowed faring on the sea; butbehind the highest throne in the midst of all a great standard was spread inthe breeze, and there a white tree flowered upon a sable field beneath ashining 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 drewnear he rose.And then they knew him, changed as he was, so high and glad offace, kingly, lord of Men, dark-haired with eyes of grey.Frodo ran to meet him, and Sam followed close behind [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]