Властелин колец: Возвращение короля
The Houses of Healing
Unless,ofcourse,yougiveheedtorhymesofolddayswhichwomensuchasourgoodIorethstillrepeatwithoutunderstanding.
Whentheblackbreathblows
anddeath’sshadowgrows
andalllightspass,
comeathelas!comeathelas!
Lifetothedying
Intheking’shandlying!
Itisbutadoggrel,Ifear,garbledinthememoryofoldwives.ItsmeaningIleavetoyourjudgement,ifindeedithasany.Butoldfolkstilluseaninfusionoftheherbforheadaches.’
‘Theninthenameoftheking,goandfindsomeoldmanoflessloreandmorewisdomwhokeepssomeinhishouse!’criedGandalf.
NowAragornkneltbesideFaramir,andheldahanduponhisbrow.Andthosethatwatchedfeltthatsomegreatstrugglewasgoingon.ForAragorn’sfacegrewgreywithweariness;andeverandanonhecalledthenameofFaramir,buteachtimemorefaintlytotheirhearing,asifAragornhimselfwasremovedfromthem,andwalkedafarinsomedarkvale,callingforonethatwaslost.
AndatlastBergilcamerunningin,andheboresixleavesinacloth.‘Itiskingsfoil,Sir,’hesaid;‘butnotfresh,Ifear.Itmusthavebeenculledtwoweeksagoattheleast.Ihopeitwillserve,Sir?’ThenlookingatFaramirheburstintotears.
ButAragornsmiled.‘Itwillserve,’hesaid.‘Theworstisnowover.Stayandbecomforted!’Thentakingtwoleaves,helaidthemonhishandsandbreathedonthem,andthenhecrushedthem,andstraightwayalivingfreshnessfilledtheroom,asiftheairitselfawokeandtingled,sparklingwithjoy.
