Yet often I doubt if they are wise and not merely timid. These elves and half-elves and wizards, they would come to grief perhaps. ' Gandalf, Elrond - all these folk have taught you to say so. 'Because we cannot use it, and what is done with it turns to evil.'īoromir got up and walked about impatiently. 'Were you not at the Council?' answered Frodo. But why? Certainly, if the Ring were with the Enemy. Minas Tirith will fall, if the Ring lasts. 'Yet may I not even speak of it? For you seem ever to think only of its power in the hands of the Enemy: of its evil uses not of its good. 'It is best that it should lie hidden,' he answered. He caught the strange gleam in Boromir's eyes, yet his face was still kind and friendly. Could I not have a sight of it again? 'įrodo looked up. And I have seen it only for an instant in the House of Elrond. 'The Ring! Is it not a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt for so small a thing?. 'Ah! The Ring!' said Boromir, his eyes lighting. 'No hope while the Ring lasts,' said Frodo. Yet there is still hope that they will not fail.' The walls of Minas Tirith may be strong, but they are not strong enough. 'I do not doubt the valour of your people. 'Yet that strength has long protected you far away in your little country, though you knew it not.' Against - well, if it must be said, against trust in the strength and truth of Men.' Against refusal of the burden that is laid on me. 'Warning? Warning against what?' said Boromir sharply. 'And it would seem like wisdom but for the warning of my heart.' 'I think I know already what counsel you would give, Boromir,' said Frodo. 'Are you sure that you do not suffer needlessly?' he said. Suddenly Boromir came and sat beside him. For I know what I should do, but I am afraid of doing it, Boromir: afraid.'. 'But I do not think that any speech will help me. May I stay now and talk for a while, since I have found you?. 'If Aragorn is right and Orcs are near, then none of us should wander alone, and you least of all: so much depends on you. 'I was afraid for you, Frodo,' he said, coming forward. He sprang up and turned but all that he saw to his surprise was Boromir, and his face was smiling and kind. Suddenly he awoke from his thoughts: a strange feeling came to him that something was behind him, that unfriendly eyes were upon him. Time went on, and still he was no nearer to a choice. He sat down upon the stone and cupped his chin in his hands. For some while he climbed, not caring which way he went, until he came to a grassy place. The Fellowship of the Ring, LoTR Book 2, Ch 8, Farewell to Lórien Wandering aimlessly at first in the wood, Frodo found that his feet were leading him up towards the slopes of the hill. It would be folly to throw away: what? The Ring of Power?. Plainly Boromir's thought was different from his final words. 'It would be folly to throw lives away, I mean,' he ended.įrodo caught something new and strange in Boromir's glance. to destroy the armed might of the Dark Lord, then it is folly to go without force into his domain and folly to throw away.' He paused suddenly. An event in the Breaking of the Fellowship and the prelude to the Orc-raid at Parth Galen see those entries for an overview: At length spoke.
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