Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Siege of Gondor
Andashewatched,itseemedtohimthatDenethorgrewoldbeforehiseyes,asifsomethinghadsnappedinhisproudwill,andhissternmindwasoverthrown.Griefmaybehadwroughtit,andremorse.Hesawtearsonthatoncetearlessface,moreunbearablethanwrath.
‘Donotweep,lord,’hestammered.‘Perhapshewillgetwell.HaveyouaskedGandalf?’
‘Comfortmenotwithwizards!’saidDenethor.‘Thefool’shopehasfailed.TheEnemyhasfoundit,andnowhispowerwaxes;heseesourverythoughts,andallwedoisruinous.
‘Isentmysonforth,unthanked,unblessed,outintoneedlessperil,andherehelieswithpoisoninhisveins.Nay,nay,whatevermaynowbetideinwar,mylinetooisending,eventheHouseoftheStewardshasfailed.MeanfolkshallrulethelastremnantoftheKingsofMen,lurkinginthehillsuntilallarehoundedout.’
MencametothedoorcryingfortheLordoftheCity.‘Nay,Iwillnotcomedown,’hesaid.‘Imuststaybesidemyson.Hemightstillspeakbeforetheend.Butthatisnear.Followwhomyouwill,eventheGreyFool,thoughhishopehasfailed.HereIstay.’
SoitwasthatGandalftookcommandofthelastdefenceoftheCityofGondor.Whereverhecamemen’sheartswouldliftagain,andthewingedshadowspassfrommemory.TirelesslyhestrodefromCitadeltoGate,fromnorthtosouthaboutthewall;andwithhimwentthePrinceofDolAmrothinhisshiningmail.ForheandhisknightsstillheldthemselveslikelordsinwhomtheraceofNúmenorrantrue.
