Властелин колец: Две башни
The Window on the West
Beautifulsheis,sir!Lovely!Sometimeslikeagreattreeinflower,sometimeslikeawhitedaffadowndilly,smallandslenderlike.Hardasdi’monds,softasmoonlight.Warmassunlight,coldasfrostinthestars.Proudandfar-offasasnow-mountain,andasmerryasanylassIeversawwithdaisiesinherhairinspringtime.Butthat’saloto’nonsense,andallwideofmymark.’
’Thenshemustbelovelyindeed,’saidFaramir.`Perilouslyfair.’
`Idon’tknowaboutperilous,’saidSam.`ItstrikesmethatfolktakestheirperilwiththemintoLórien,andfindsittherebecausethey’vebroughtit.Butperhapsyoucouldcallherperilous,becauseshe’ssostronginherself.You,youcoulddashyourselftopiecesonher,likeashiponarock;ordrowndyourself,likeahobbitinariver.Butneitherrocknorriverwouldbetoblame.NowBoro-’Hestoppedandwentredintheface.
`Yes?NowBoromiryouwouldsay?’saidFaramir.`Whatwouldyousay?Hetookhisperilwithhim?’
`Yessir,beggingyourpardon,andafinemanasyourbrotherwasifImaysayso.Butyou’vebeenwarmonthescentallalong.NowIwatchedBoromirandlistenedtohim,fromRivendellalldowntheroad-lookingaftermymaster,asyou’llunderstand,andnotmeaninganyharmtoBoromir-andit’smyopinionthatinLórienhefirstsawclearlywhatIguessedsooner:whathewanted.FromthemomenthefirstsawithewantedtheEnemy’sRing!’
`Sam!’criedFrodoaghast.
