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he mouths of the Sea the South Wind flies, from the sandhills and the stones;The wailing of the gulls it bears,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and at the gate it moans.'What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring to me at eve?Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve.''Ask not of me where he doth dwell-so many bones there lieOn the white shores and the dark shores under the stormy sky;So many have passed down Anduin to find the flowing Sea.Ask of the North Wind news of them the North Wind sends to me!''O Boromir! Beyond the gate the seaward road runs south,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],But you came not with the wailing gulls from the grey sea's mouth.'Then Aragorn sang again:From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past the roaring falls;And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.'What news from the North,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], O mighty wind, do you bring to me today?What news of Boromir the Bold? For he is long away.''Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he fought.His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought.His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest;And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls, bore him upon its breast.''O Boromir! The Tower of Guard shall ever northward gazeTo Rauros,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], golden Rauros-falls, until the end of days.'So they ended. Then they turned their boat and drove it with all the speed they could against the stream back to Parth Galen.'You left the East Wind to me,' said Gimli, 'but I will say naught of it.''That is as it should be,' said Aragorn. 'In Mina
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