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Men shall pitch my tents upon the field, and here I will await the welcome of the Lord of the City. But Eomer said: Already you have raised the banner of the Kings ´ and displayed the tokens of Elendils House. Will you suffer these to be challenged. No, said Aragorn. But I deem the time unripe; and I have no mind for strife except with our Enemy and his servants. And the Prince Imrahil said: Your words, lord, are wise, if one who is a kinsman of the Lord Denethor may counsel you in this matter. He is strong-willed and proud, but old; and his mood has been strange since his son was stricken down. Yet I would not have you remain like a beggar at the door. Not a beggar, said Aragorn. Say a captain of the Rangers, who are unused to cities and houses of stone. And he commanded that his banner should be furled; and he did off the Star of the North Kingdom and gave it to the keeping of the sons of Elrond. Then ´ the Prince Imrahil and Eomer of Rohan left him and passed through the City and the tumult of the people, and mounted to the Citadel; and they came to the Hall of the Tower, seeking the Steward. But they found his chair empty, and before the dais lay The´oden King of the Mark upon a bed of state; and twelve torches stood about it, and twelve guards, knights both of Rohan and Gondor. And the hangings of the bed were of green and white, but upon the king was laid the great cloth of gold up to his breast, and upon that his unsheathed sword, and at his feet his shield. The light of the torches shimmered in his white hair like sun in the spray of a fountain, but his face was fair and young, save that a peace lay on it beyond the reach of youth; and it seemed that he slept. 862 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS When they had stood silent for a time beside the king, Imrahil said: Where is the Steward. And where also is Mithrandir. And one of the guards answered: The Steward of Gondor is in the Houses of Healing. But Eomer ´ ´ said: Where is the Lady Eowyn, my sister; for surely she should be lying beside the king, and in no less honour. Where have they bestowed her. And ´ Imrahil said: But the Lady Eowyn was yet living when they bore her hither. Did you not know. Then hope unlooked-for came so suddenly to Eomers ´ heart, and with it the bite of care and fear renewed, that he said no more, but turned and went swiftly from the hall; and the Prince followed him. And when they came forth evening had fallen and many stars were in the sky. And there came Gandalf on foot and with him one cloaked in grey; and they met before the doors of the Houses of Healing. And they greeted Gandalf and said: We seek the Steward, and men say that he is in this House. Has any hurt befallen him. And the Lady Eowyn, where is she. ´ And Gandalf answered: She lies within and is not dead, but is near death. But the Lord Faramir was wounded by an evil dart, as you have heard, and he is now the Steward; for Denethor has departed, and his house is in ashes. And they were filled with grief and wonder at the tale that he told. But Imrahil said: So victory is shorn of gladness, and it is bitter bought, if both Gondor and Rohan are in one day bereft of their ´ lords. Eomer rules Apex race parts coupon code Rohirrim. Who shall rule the City meanwhile. Shall we not send now for the Lord Aragorn. And the cloaked man spoke and said: He is come. And they saw as he stepped into the light of the lantern by the door that it was Aragorn, wrapped in the grey cloak of Lo´rien above his mail, and bearing no other token than the green stone of Galadriel. I have come because Gandalf begs me to do so, he said. But for the present I am but the Captain of the Du´nedain of Arnor; and the Lord of Dol Amroth shall rule the City until Faramir awakes. But it is my counsel that Gandalf should rule us all in the days that follow and in our dealings with the Enemy. And they agreed upon that. Then Gandalf said: Let us not stay at the door, for the time is urgent. Let us enter. For it is only in the coming of Aragorn that any hope remains for the sick that lie in the House. Thus spake Ioreth, wise-woman of Gondor: The hands of the king are the hands of a healer, and so shall the rightful king be known. Then Aragorn entered first and the others followed. And there at the door were two guards in the livery of the Citadel: one tall, but T HE HO U SES O F HEALI NG 863 the other scarce the height of a boy; and when he saw them he cried aloud in surprise and joy. Strider. How splendid. Do you know, I guessed it was you in the black ships. But they were all shouting corsairs and wouldnt listen to me. How did you do it. Aragorn laughed, and took the hobbit by the hand. Well met indeed. he said. But there is not time yet for travellers tales. But ´ Imrahil said to Eomer: Is it thus that we speak to our kings. Yet maybe he will wear his crown in some other name. And Aragorn hearing him, turned and said: Verily, for in the high tongue of possible steam launch settings apologise I am Elessar, the Elfstone, and Envinyatar, the Renewer: and he lifted from his breast the green stone that lay there. But Strider shall be the name of my house, if that be ever established. In the high tongue it will not sound so ill, and Telcontar I will be and all the heirs of my body. And with that they passed into the House; and as they went towards the rooms where the sick were tended Gandalf told of the deeds of Eowyn ´ and Meriadoc. For, he said, long have I stood by them, and at first they spoke much in their dreaming, before they sank into the deadly darkness. Also it is given to me to see many things far off. Aragorn went first to Faramir, and then to the Lady Eowyn, ´ and last to Merry. When he had looked on the faces of the sick and seen their hurts he sighed. Here I must put forth all such power and skill as is given to me, he said. Would that Elrond were here, for he is the eldest of all our race, and has the greater power. And E´ omer seeing that he was both sorrowful and weary said: First you must rest, surely, and at the least eat a little. But Aragorn answered: Nay, for these three, and most soon for Faramir, time is running out. All speed is needed. Then he called to Ioreth and he said: You have store in this House of the herbs of healing. Yes, lord, she answered; but not enough, I reckon, for all that will need them. But I am sure I do not know where we shall find more; for all things are amiss in these dreadful days, what with fires and burnings, and the lads that run errands so few, and all the roads blocked. Why, it is days out of count since ever a carrier came in from Lossarnach to the market. But we do our best in this House with what we have, as I am sure your lordship will know. I will judge that when I see, said Aragorn. One thing also is short, time for speech. Have you athelas. I do not know, I am sure, lord, she answered, at least not by that name. I will go and ask of the herb-master; he knows all the old names. 864 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS It is also called kingsfoil, said Aragorn; and maybe you know it by that name, for so the country-folk call it in these latter days. Oh that. said Ioreth. Well, if your lordship had named it at first I could have told you. No, we have none continue reading it, I am sure. Why, I have never heard that it had any great virtue; and indeed I have often said to my sisters when we came upon it growing in the woods: kingsfoil, I said, tis a strange name, and I wonder why tis called so; https://strategygames.cloud/windows/project-zomboid-helicopter.php if I were a king, I would have plants more bright in my garden. Still it smells sweet https://strategygames.cloud/free/call-of-duty-download-free-for-pc-photo.php bruised, does it not. If sweet is the right word: wholesome, maybe, is nearer. Wholesome verily, said Aragorn. And Apex race parts coupon code, dame, if you love the Lord Faramir, run as quick as your tongue and get me kingsfoil, if there is a leaf in the City. And if not, said Gandalf, I will ride to Lossarnach with Ioreth behind me, and she shall take me to the woods, but not to her sisters. And Shadowfax shall show her the meaning of haste. When Ioreth was gone, Aragorn bade the other women to make water hot. Then he took Faramirs hand in his, and laid the other hand upon the sick mans brow. It was drenched with sweat; but Faramir did not move or make any sign, and seemed hardly to breathe. He is nearly spent, said Aragorn turning to Gandalf. But this comes not from the wound. See. that is healing. Had he been smitten by some dart of the Nazguˆl, as you thought, he would have died that night. This hurt was given by some Southron arrow, I would guess. Who drew it forth. Was it kept. I drew it forth, said Imrahil, and staunched the wound. But I did not keep the arrow, for we had much to do. It was, as I remember, just such a dart as the Southrons use. Yet I believed that it came from the Shadows above, for else his fever and sickness were not to be understood; since the wound was not deep or vital. How then do you read the matter. Weariness, grief for his fathers mood, a wound, and over all the Black Breath, said Aragorn. He is a man of staunch will, for already he had come close under the Shadow before ever he rode to battle on the out-walls. Slowly the dark must have crept on him, even as he fought and strove to hold his outpost. Would that I could have been here sooner. Thereupon the herb-master entered. Your lordship asked for kingsfoil, as the rustics name it, he said; or athelas in the noble tongue, or to those who know somewhat of the Valinorean. I do so, said Aragorn, and I care not whether you say now ase¨a aranion or kingsfoil, so long as you have some. T HE HO U SES O F HEALI NG 865 Your pardon lord. said the man. I see you are a lore-master, not merely a captain of war. But alas. sir, we do not keep this thing in the Houses of Healing, where only the gravely hurt or sick are tended. For it has no virtue that we know of, save perhaps to sweeten a fouled air, or to drive away some passing heaviness. Unless, of course, you give heed to rhymes of old days which women such as our good Ioreth still repeat without understanding. When the black breath blows and deaths shadow grows and all lights pass, come athelas. come athelas. Life to the dying In the kings hand lying. It is but a doggrel, I fear, garbled in the memory of old wives. Its meaning I leave to your judgement, if indeed it has any. But old folk still use an infusion of the herb for headaches. Then in the name of the king, go and find some old man of less lore and more wisdom who keeps some in his house. cried Gandalf. Now Aragorn knelt beside Faramir, and held a hand upon his brow. And those that watched felt that some great struggle was going on. For Aragorns face grew grey with weariness; and ever and anon he called the name of Faramir, but each time more faintly to their hearing, as if Aragorn himself was removed from them, and walked afar in some dark vale, calling for one that was lost. And at last Bergil came running in, and he bore six leaves in a cloth. It is kingsfoil, Sir, he said; but not fresh, I fear. It must have been culled two weeks ago at the least. I hope it will serve, Sir. Then looking at Faramir he burst into tears. But Aragorn smiled. It will serve, he said. The worst is now over. Stay and be comforted. Then taking two leaves, he laid them on his hands and breathed on them, and then he crushed them, and straightway a living freshness filled the room, as if the air itself awoke and tingled, sparkling with joy. And then he cast the leaves into the bowls of steaming water that were brought to him, and at here all hearts were lightened. For the fragrance that came to each was like a memory of dewy mornings of unshadowed sun in some land of which the fair world in spring is itself but a fleeting memory. But Aragorn stood up as one refreshed, and his eyes smiled as he held a bowl before Faramirs dreaming face. Well now. Who would have believed it. said Ioreth to a woman that stood beside her. The weed is better than I thought. It reminds 866 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS me of the roses of Imloth Melui when I was a lass, and no king could ask for better. Suddenly Faramir stirred, and he opened his eyes, and he looked on Aragorn who bent over him; and a light of knowledge and love was kindled in his eyes, and he spoke softly. My lord, you called me. I come. What does the king command. Walk no more in the shadows, but awake. said Apex race parts coupon code. You are weary. Rest a while, and take food, and be ready when I return. I will, lord, said Faramir. For who would lie idle when the king has returned. Farewell then for a while. said Aragorn. I must go to others who need me. And he left the chamber with Gandalf and Imrahil; but Beregond and his son remained mop cyber sale steam monday, unable to contain their joy. As he followed Gandalf and shut the door Pippin heard Ioreth exclaim: King. Did you hear that. What did I say. The hands of a healer, I said. And soon the word had gone out from the House that the king was indeed come among them, and after war he brought healing; and the news ran through the City. ´ hurt and a heavy blow. The arm that was broken has been tended with due skill, and it will mend in time, if she has the strength to live. It is the shield-arm that is maimed; but the chief evil comes through the sword-arm. In that there now seems no life, although it is unbroken. Alas. For she was pitted against a foe beyond the strength of her mind or body. And those who will take a weapon to such an enemy must be sterner than steel, if the very shock shall not destroy them. It was an evil doom that set her in his path. For she is a fair maiden, fairest lady of a house of queens. And yet I know not how I should speak of her. When I first looked on her and perceived her unhappiness, it seemed to me that I saw a white flower standing straight and proud, shapely as a lily, and yet knew that it was hard, as if wrought by elf-wrights out of steel. Or was it, maybe, a frost that had turned its sap to ice, and so it stood, bitter-sweet, still fair to see, but stricken, soon to fall and die. Her malady begins far back before this day, does it not, Eomer. But Aragorn came to Eowyn, and he said: Here there is a grievous ´ I marvel that you should ask me, lord, he answered. For I hold you blameless in this matter, as in all else; yet I knew not that Eowyn, ´ my sister, was touched by any frost, until she first looked on you. Care and dread she had, and shared with me, in the days of Wormtongue and the kings bewitchment; and she tended the king in growing fear. But that did not bring her to this pass. T HE HO U SES O F HEALI NG 867 My friend, said Gandalf, you had horses, and deeds of arms, and the free fields; but she, born in the body of a maid, had a spirit and courage at least the match of yours. Yet she was doomed to wait upon an old man, whom she loved as a father, and watch him falling into a mean dishonoured dotage; and her part seemed to her more ignoble than that of the staff he leaned on. Think you that Wormtongue had poison only for The´odens ears. Dotard. What is the house of Eorl but a thatched barn where brigands drink in the reek, and their brats roll on the floor among their dogs. Have you not heard those words before. Saruman spoke them, the teacher of Wormtongue. Though I do not doubt that Wormtongue at home wrapped their meaning in terms more cunning. My lord, if your sisters love for you, and her will still bent to her duty, had not restrained her lips, you might have heard even such things as these escape them. But who knows what she spoke to the darkness, alone, in the bitter watches of the night, when all her life seemed shrinking, and the walls of her bower closing in about her, a hutch to trammel some wild thing in. Then Eomer ´ was silent, and looked on his sister, as if pondering anew all the days of their past life together. But Aragorn said: I saw also what you saw, Eomer. Few other griefs amid the ill chances of this ´ world have more bitterness and shame for a mans heart than to behold the love of a lady so fair and brave that cannot be returned. Sorrow and pity have followed me eversince I left her desperate in Dunharrow and rode to the Paths of the Dead; and no fear upon that way was so present as ´ the fear for what might befall her. And yet, Eomer, I say to you that she loves you more truly than me; for you she loves and knows; but in me she loves only a shadow and a thought: a hope of glory and great deeds, and lands far from the fields of Rohan. I have, maybe, the power to heal her body, and to recall her from the dark valley. But to what she will awake: hope, or forgetfulness, or despair, I do not know. And if to despair, then she will die, unless other healing comes which I cannot bring. Alas. for her deeds have set her among the queens of great renown. Then Aragorn stooped and looked in her face, and it was indeed white as a lily, cold as frost, and hard as graven stone. But he bent and kissed her on the brow, and called her softly, saying: Eowyn ´ ´Eomunds daughter, awake. For your enemy has passed away. She did not stir, but now she began again to breathe deeply, so that her breast rose and fell beneath the white linen of the sheet. Once more Aragorn bruised two leaves of athelas and cast them into steaming water; and he laved her brow with it, and her right arm lying cold and nerveless on the coverlet. 868 T HE L ORD O F THE R INGS Then, whether Aragorn had indeed some forgotten power of Westernesse, or whether it was but his words of the Lady Eowyn that ´ wrought on them, as the sweet influence of the herb stole about the chamber it seemed to those who stood by that a keen wind blew through the window, and it bore no scent, but was an air wholly fresh and clean and young, as if it had not before been breathed by any living thing and came new-made from snowy mountains high beneath a dome of stars, or from shores of silver far away washed by seas of foam. Awake, Eowyn, ´ Lady of Rohan. said Aragorn again, and he took her right hand in his and felt it warm with life returning. Awake. The shadow is gone and all darkness is washed clean. Then he laid her hand in Eomers ´ and stepped away. Call her. he said, and he passed silently from the chamber. Eowyn, Eowyn. cried Eomer amid his tears. But she opened her ´ ´ ´ eyes and said: Eomer. ´ What joy is this. For they said that you were slain. Nay, but that was only the dark voices in my dream. How long have I been dreaming. Not long, my sister, said Eomer. But think no more on it. ´ I am strangely weary, she said. I must rest a little. But tell me, what of the Lord of the Mark. Alas. Do not tell me that that was a dream; for I see more that it was not. He is dead as he foresaw. ´ ´ He is dead, said Eomer, but he bade me say farewell to Eowyn, dearer than daughter. He lies now in great honour in the Citadel of Gondor. That is grievous, she said. And yet it is good beyond all that I dared hope in the dark days, when it seemed that the House of Eorl was sunk in honour less than any shepherds cot. And what of the kings esquire, ´ the Halfling. Eomer, you shall make him a knight of the Riddermark, for he is valiant. He https://strategygames.cloud/rust-game/rust-game-hacks-to-get.php nearby in this House, and I will go to him, said Gandalf. ´Eomer shall stay here for a while. But do not speak yet of war or woe, until you are made whole again. Great gladness it is to see you wake again to health and hope, so valiant a lady. ´ To health. said Eowyn. It may be so. At least while there is an empty saddle of some fallen Rider that I can fill, and there are deeds to do. But to hope. I do not know. Gandalf and Pippin came to Merrys room, and there they found Aragorn standing by the bed. Poor old Merry. cried Pippin, and he ran to the bedside, for it seemed to him that his friend looked worse and a greyness was in his face, as if a weight of years of sorrow lay on him; and suddenly a fear seized Pippin that Merry would die. Do not be afraid, said Aragorn. I came in time, and I have called T HE HO U SES O F HEALI NG 869 him back. He is weary now, and grieved, and he has taken a hurt like the Lady Eowyn, ´ daring to smite that deadly thing.
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