Together we will take the road that leads into the West, And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.
I put before you the one great thing to love on earth: the Blessed Sacrament.
Do not scorn pity that is the gift of a gentle heart, Éowyn!
deep they delved us, fair they wrought us, high they builded us; but they are gone.
All have their worth and each contributes to the worth of the others.
And what would you do, if an uninvited dwarf came and hung his things up in your hall without a word of explanation?