Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Ride of the Rohirrim
Tallandproudheseemedagain;andrisinginhisstirrupshecriedinaloudvoice,moreclearthananytherehadeverheardamortalmanachievebefore:
Arise,arise,RidersofThéoden!
Felldeedsawake:fireandslaughter!
spearshallbeshaken,shieldbesplintered,
asword-day,aredday,erethesunrises!
Ridenow,ridenow!RidetoGondor!
WiththatheseizedagreathornfromGuthláfhisbanner-bearer,andheblewsuchablastuponitthatitburstasunder.Andstraightwayallthehornsinthehostwereliftedupinmusic,andtheblowingofthehornsofRohaninthathourwaslikeastormupontheplainandathunderinthemountains.
Ridenow,ridenow!RidetoGondor!
SuddenlythekingcriedtoSnowmaneandthehorsesprangaway.Behindhimhisbannerblewinthewind,whitehorseuponafieldofgreen,butheoutpacedit.Afterhimthunderedtheknightsofhishouse,buthewaseverbeforethem.Éomerrodethere,thewhitehorsetailonhishelmfloatinginhisspeed,andthefrontofthefirstéoredroaredlikeabreakerfoamingtotheshore,butThéodencouldnotbeovertaken.Feyheseemed,orthebattle-furyofhisfathersranlikenewtireinhisveins,andhewasborneuponSnowmanelikeagodofold,evenasOromëtheGreatinthebattleoftheValarwhentheworldwasyoung.Hisgoldenshieldwasuncovered,andlo!itshonelikeanimageoftheSun,andthegrassflamedintogreenaboutthewhitefeetofhissteed
