‘Hinder me? Thou fool.
No living man may hinder me!’
Then Merry heard of all sounds
in that hour the strangest.
It seemed that Dernhelm laughed,
and the clear voice was
like the ring of steel.
‘But no living man am I!
You look upon a woman.
Éowyn I am,
Éomund’s daughter.
You stand between me
and my lord and kin.
Begone, if you be not deathless!
For living or dark undead,
I will smite you,
if you touch him.’
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