Сильмариллион
Of the Voyage of Earendil and the War of Wrath
Butallthiswasnowchanged;fortheskyitselfwasdarkened,andtherewerestormsofrainandhailinthosedays,andviolentwinds;andeverandanonagreatshipoftheNumenoreanswouldfounderandreturnnottohaven,thoughsuchagriefhadnottillthenbefallenthemsincetherisingoftheStar.Andoutofthewesttherewouldcomeattimesagreatcloudintheevening,shapedasitwereaneagle,withpinionsspreadtothenorthandthesouth;andslowlyitwouldloomup,blottingoutthesunset,andthenuttermostnightwouldfalluponNumenor.Andsomeoftheeaglesborelightningbeneaththeirwings,andthunderechoedbetweenseaandcloud.
Thenmengrewafraid.’BeholdtheEaglesoftheLordsoftheWest!’theycried.’TheEaglesofManwearecomeuponNumenor!’Andtheyfellupontheirfaces.
Thensomefewwouldrepentforaseason,butothershardenedtheirhearts,andtheyshooktheirfistsatheaven,saying:’TheLordsoftheWesthaveplottedagainstus.Theystrikefirst.Thenextblowshallbeours!’ThesewordstheKinghimselfspoke,buttheyweredevisedbySauron.
Nowthelightningsincreasedandslewmenuponthehills,andinthefields,andinthestreetsofthecity;andafieryboltsmotethedomeoftheTempleandshoreitasunder,anditwaswreathedinflame.ButtheTempleitselfwasunshaken,andSauronstoodthereuponthepinnacleanddefiedthelightningandwasunharmed;andinthathourmencalledhimagodanddidallthathewould.Whenthereforethelastportentcametheyheededitlittle.
