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Anke Eissman
Samwise plants the Mallorn
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«… in the City
there was labour
of many willing hands
to rebuild and renew
and to remove all the scars of war
and the memory of the darkness.»
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The theme of this year’s calendar
is building and rebuilding, […]
As if his indomitable spirit
had set its potency in motion,
the glass blazed suddenly
like a white torch in his hand. […]
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Es frecuente, aunque no obligatorio,
el uso de un apodo en la ‘fandom’. […]
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‘Patience!’ said Faramir,
but without anger.
‘Do not speak before your master,
whose wit is greater than yours.
And I do not need any
to teach me of our peril. […]
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In that hour of trial
it was the love of his master
that helped most to hold him firm; […]
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‘… You are a new people
and a new world to me.
Are all your kin of like sort?
Your land must be
a realm of peace and content,
and there must gardeners
be in high honour.’
‘Not all is well there,’
said Frodo, ‘but certainly
gardeners are honoured.’
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They did not have to wait long.
The orcs were going at a great pace.
Those in the foremost files bore torches.
On they came,
red flames in the dark,
swiftly growing.
Now Sam too bowed his head,
hoping that it would hide his face
when the torches reached them;
and he set their shields
before their knees
to hide their feet. […]
For a while the hobbits sat in silence. At length Sam stirred. ‘Well I call that neat as neat,’ he said. ‘If this nice friendliness would spread about in Mordor, half our trouble would be over.’
‘Quietly, Sam,’ Frodo whispered. ‘There may be others about. We have evidently had a very narrow escape, and the hunt […]
