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Through Rohan over fen and field where the long grass grows
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The West wind comes walking, and about the walls it goes.
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'What news from the west, O wandering wind, do you bring to me tonight?
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Have you seen Boromir the Tall by moon or by starlight?'
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'I saw him ride over seven streams, over waters wide and grey;
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I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed away
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Into the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more.
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The North Wind may have heard the horn of the son of Denethor'
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From the mouths of the Sea the South wind flies, from the sandhills and the stones;
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The wailing of the gulls it bears, and at the gate it moans.
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'What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring to me at eve?
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Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve.'
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'Ask not of me where he doth dwell - many bones there lie
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On the white shores and the dark shores under the stormy sky;
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So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing Sea
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Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind sends to me!'
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'O Boromir! Beyond the gate the seaward road runs south,
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But you came not with the wailing gulls from the grey sea's mouth.'
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From the gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past the roaring falls;
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And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.
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'What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
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What news of Boromir the Bold? For he is long away.'
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'Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he fought.
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His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought.
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His Head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest;
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And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its breast'
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'O Boromir! The Tower of Guard shall ever northward gaze
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To Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.'
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