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399 pages, Paperback
First published October 20, 1955
鈥淔or like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.鈥�
鈥淚 am glad you are here with me. Here at the end of all things, Sam.鈥�
鈥淏ut no living man am I! You look upon a woman. 脡owyn I am, 脡omund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.鈥�
鈥淚t is not our part to master all the tides of the world, but to do what is in us for the succour of those years wherein we are set, uprooting the evil in the fields that we know, so that those who live after may have clean earth to till. What weather they shall have is not ours to rule.鈥�
鈥淚 will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.鈥�