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Anonymous ID: 931b84 Nov. 8, 2021, 12:35 p.m. No.14953254   🗄️.is 🔗kun   >>3289

66 t h e f e l l o w s h i p o f t h e r i n g

As Frodo did so, he now saw fine lines, finer than the finest

pen-strokes, running along the ring, outside and inside: lines

of fire that seemed to form the letters of a flowing script.

 

They shone piercingly bright, and yet remote, as if out of a

 

great depth.

‘I cannot read the fiery letters,’ said Frodo in a quavering

voice.

‘No,’ said Gandalf, ‘but I can. The letters are Elvish, of an

ancient mode, but the language is that of Mordor, which I

 

will not utter here. But this in the Common Tongue is what

 

is said, close enough:

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,

One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them.

It is only two lines of a verse long known in Elven-lore:

Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,

Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,

Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,

One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne

In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.

One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,

One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them

In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.’

He paused, and then said slowly in a deep voice: ‘This is

the Master-ring, the One Ring to rule them all. This is the

 

One Ring that he lost many ages ago, to the great weakening