Властелин колец: Две башни
The Choices of Master Samwise
No,it’ssitheretilltheycomeandkillmeovermaster’sbody,andgetsIt:ortakeItandgo.’Hedrewadeepbreath.’ThentakeIt,itis!’
Hestooped.VerygentlyheundidtheclaspattheneckandslippedhishandinsideFrodo’stunic;thenwithhisotherhandraisingthehead,hekissedthecoldforehead,andsoftlydrewthechainoverit.Andthentheheadlayquietlybackagaininrest.Nochangecameoverthestillface,andbythatmorethanbyallothertokensSamwasconvincedatlastthatFrodohaddiedandlaidasidetheQuest.
`Good-bye,master,mydear!’hemurmured.’ForgiveyourSam.He’llcomebacktothisspotwhenthejob’sdone-ifhemanagesit.Andthenhe’llnotleaveyouagain.RestyouquiettillIcome;andmaynofoulcreaturecomeanighyou!AndiftheLadycouldhearmeandgivemeonewish,Iwouldwishtocomebackandfindyouagain.Good-bye!’
Andthenhebenthisownneckandputthechainuponit,andatoncehisheadwasbowedtothegroundwiththeweightoftheRing,asifagreatstonehadbeenstrungonhim.Butslowly,asiftheweightbecameless,ornewstrengthgrewinhim,heraisedhishead,andthenwithagreateffortgottohisfeetandfoundthathecouldwalkandbearhisburden.AndforamomentheliftedupthePhialandlookeddownathismaster,andthelightburnedgentlynowwiththesoftradianceoftheevening-starinsummer,andinthatlightFrodo’sfacewasfairofhueagain,palebutbeautifulwithanelvishbeauty,asofonewhohaslongpassedtheshadows.
