the fellowship of the ring-第101部分

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to　name　a　single　strand　of　your　hair；　which　surpasses　the　gold　of　the　earth　asthe　stars　surpass　the　gems　of　the　mine。　I　do　not　ask　for　such　a　gift。　But　youmanded　me　to　name　my　desire。'　
The　Elves　stirred　and　murmured　with　astonishment；　and　Celeborn　gazed　atthe　Dwarf　in　wonder；　but　the　Lady　smiled。　'It　is　said　that　the　skill　of　theDwarves　is　in　their　hands　rather　than　in　their　tongues　'　she　said；　‘yet　thatis　not　true　of　Gimli。　For　none　have　ever　made　to　me　a　request　so　bold　and　yetso　courteous。　And　how　shall　I　refuse；　since　I　manded　him　to　speak？　But　tellme；　what　would　you　do　with　such　a　gift？　'　
‘Treasure　it；　Lady；'　he　answered；　‘in　memory　of　your　words　to　me　at　ourfirst　meeting。　And　if　ever　I　return　to　the　smithies　of　my　home；　it　shall　beset　in　imperishable　crystal　to　be　an　heirloom　of　my　house；　and　a　pledge　ofgood　will　between　the　Mountain　and　the　Wood　until　the　end　of　days。'　
Then　the　Lady　unbraided　one　of　her　long　tresses；　and　cut　off　three　goldenhairs；　and　laid　them　in　Gimli's　hand。　‘These　words　shall　go　with　the　gift；'　
she　said。　‘I　do　not　foretell；　for　all　foretelling　is　now　vain：　on　the　one　handlies　darkness；　and　on　the　other　only　hope。　But　if　hope　should　not　fail；　then　Isay　to　you；　Gimli　son　of　Glóin；　that　your　hands　shall　flow　with　gold；　and　yetover　you　gold　shall　have　no　dominion。　
‘And　you；　Ring…bearer；'　she　said；　turning　to　Frodo。　‘I　e　to　you　lastwho　are　not　last　in　my　thoughts。　For　you　I　have　prepared　this。'　She　held　up　asmall　crystal　phial：　it　glittered　as　she　moved　it；　and　rays　of　white　lightsprang　from　her　hand。　'In　this　phial；'　she　said；　‘is　caught　the　light　ofE。rendil's　star；　set　amid　the　waters　of　my　fountain。　It　will　shine　stillbrighter　when　night　is　about　you。　May　it　be　a　light　to　you　in　dark　places；　
when　all　other　lights　go　out。　Remember　Galadriel　and　her　Mirror！　'　
Frodo　took　the　phial；　and　for　a　moment　as　it　shone　between　them；　he　sawher　again　standing　like　a　queen；　great　and　beautiful；　but　no　longer　terrible。　
He　bowed；　but　found　no　words　to　say。　
Now　the　Lady　arose；　and　Celeborn　led　them　back　to　the　hythe。　A　yellownoon　lay　on　the　green　land　of　the　Tongue；　and　the　water　glittered　with　silver。　
All　at　last　was　made　ready。　The　pany　took　their　places　in　the　boats　asbefore。　Crying　farewell；　the　Elves　of　Lórien　with　long　grey　poles　thrust　themout　into　the　flowing　stream；　and　the　rippling　waters　bore　them　slowly　away。　
The　travellers　sat　still　without　moving　or　speaking。　On　the　green　bank　near　tothe　very　point　of　the　Tongue　the　Lady　Galadriel　stood　alone　and　silent。　As　　
　
they　passed　her　they　turned　and　their　eyes　watched　her　slowly　floating　awayfrom　them。　For　so　it　seemed　to　them：　Lórien　was　slipping　backward；　like　abright　ship　masted　with　enchanted　trees；　sailing　on　to　forgotten　shores；　whilethey　sat　helpless　upon　the　margin　of　the　grey　and　leafless　world。　
Even　as　they　gazed；　the　Silverlode　passed　out　into　the　currents　of　theGreat　River；　and　their　boats　turned　and　began　to　speed　southwards。　Soon　thewhite　form　of　the　Lady　was　small　and　distant。　She　shone　like　a　window　of　glassupon　a　far　hill　in　the　westering　sun；　or　as　a　remote　lake　seen　from　amountain：　a　crystal　fallen　in　the　lap　of　the　land。　Then　it　seemed　to　Frodothat　she　lifted　her　arms　in　a　final　farewell；　and　far　but　piercing…clear　onthe　following　wind　came　the　sound　of　her　voice　singing。　But　now　she　sang　inthe　ancient　tongue　of　the　Elves　beyond　the　Sea；　and　he　did　not　understand　thewords：　fair　was　the　music；　but　it　did　not　fort　him。　
Yet　as　is　the　way　of　Elvish　words；　they　remained　graven　in　his　memory；　
and　long　afterwards　he　interpreted　them；　as　well　as　he　could：　the　language　wasthat　of　Elven…song　and　spoke　of　things　little　known　on　Middle…earth。　　
Ai！　lauri。　lantar　lassi　súrinen；　
Yéni　únótim。　ve　rámar　aldaron！　　
Yéni　ve　lint。　yuldar　avánier　
mi　oromardi　lisse…miruvóreva　　
Andún。　pella；　Vardo　tellumar　
nu　luini　yassen　tintilar　i　eleni　
ómaryo　airetári…lírinen。　　
Sí　man　i　yulma　nin　enquantuva？　　
An　sí　Tintall。　Varda　Oioloss。o　　
ve　fanyar　máryat　Elentári　ortan。　
ar　ily。　tier　unduláv。　lumbul。；　
ar　sindanóriello　caita　morni。　　
i　falmalinnar　imb。　met；　ar　hísi。　
untúpa　Calaciryo　míri　oial。。　
Si　vanwa　ná；　Rómello　vanwa；　Valimar！　
Namári。！　Nai　hiruvaly。　Valimar。　
Nai　ely。　hiruva。　Namári。！　　
‘Ah！　like　gold　fall　the　leaves　in　the　wind；　long　years　numberless　as　thewings　of　trees！　The　long　years　have　passed　like　swift　draughts　of　the　sweetmead　in　lofty　halls　beyond　the　West；　beneath　the　blue　vaults　of　Varda　whereinthe　stars　tremble　in　the　song　of　her　voice；　holy　and　queenly。　Who　now　shallrefill　the　cup　for　me？　For　now　the　Kindler；　Varda；　the　Queen　of　the　Stars；　
from　Mount　Everwhite　has　uplifted　her　hands　like　clouds；　and　all　paths　aredrowned　deep　in　shadow；　and　out　of　a　grey　country　darkness　lies　on　the　foamingwaves　between　us；　and　mist　covers　the　jewels　of　Calacirya　for　ever。　Now　lost；　
lost　to　those　from　the　East　is　Valimar！　Farewell！　Maybe　thou　shalt　findValimar。　Maybe　even　thou　shalt　find　it。　Farewell！　'　Varda　is　the　name　of　thatLady　whom　the　Elves　in　these　lands　of　exile　name　Elbereth。　
Suddenly　the　River　swept　round　a　bend；　and　the　banks　rose　upon　eitherside；　and　the　light　of　Lórien　was　hidden。　To　that　fair　land　Frodo　never　came　
again。　
The　travellers　now　turned　their　faces　to　the　journey；　the　sun　was　beforethem；　and　their　eyes　were　dazzled；　for　all　were　filled　with　tears。　Gimli　weptopenly。　
‘I　have　looked　the　last　upon　that　which　was　fairest；'　he　said　to　Legolashis　panion。　‘Henceforward　I　will　call　nothing　fair；　unless　it　be　hergift。'　He　put　his　hand　to　his　breast。　
‘Tell　me；　Legolas；　why　did　I　e　on　this　Quest？　Little　did　I　know　wherethe　chief　peril　lay！　Truly　Elrond　spoke；　saying　that　we　could　not　foresee　whatwe　might　meet　upon　our　road。　Torment　in　the　dark　was　the　danger　that　I　feared；　　
　
and　it　did　not　hold　me　back。　But　I　would　not　have　e；　had　I　known　the　dangerof　light　and　joy。　Now　I　have　taken　my　worst　wound　in　this　parting；　even　if　Iwere　to　go　this　night　straight　to　the　Dark　Lord。　Alas　for　Gimli　son　of　Glóin！　
'　　
‘Nay！　'　said　Legolas。　‘Alas　for　us　all！　And　for　all　that　walk　the　worldin　these　after…days。　For　such　is　the　way　of　it：　to　find　and　lose；　as　it　seemsto　those　whose　boat　is　on　the　running　stream。　But　I　count　you　blessed；　Gimlison　of　Glóin：　for　your　loss　you　suffer　of　your　own　free　will；　and　you　mighthave　chosen　otherwise。　But　you　have　not　forsaken　your　panions；　and　theleast　reward　that　you　shall　have　is　that　the　memory　of　Lothlórien　shall　remainever　clear　and　unstained　in　your　heart；　and　shall　neither　fade　nor　growstale。'　　
‘Maybe；'　said　Gimli；　‘and　I　thank　you　for　your　words。　True　wordsdoubtless；　yet　all　such　fort　is　cold。　Memory　is　not　what　the　heart　desires。　
That　is　only　a　mirror；　be　it　clear　as　Kheled…zaram。　Or　so　says　the　heart　ofGimli　the　Dwarf。　Elves　may　see　things　otherwise。　Indeed　I　have　heard　that　forthem　memory　is　more　like　to　the　waking　world　than　to　a　dream。　Not　so　forDwarves。　　
'But　let　us　talk　no　more　of　it。　Look　to　the　boat！　She　is　too　low　in　the　　
water　with　all　this　baggage；　and　the　Great　River　is　swift。　I　do　not　wish　todrown　my　grief　in　cold　water。'　He　took　up　a　paddle；　and　steered　towards　thewestern　bank；　following　Aragorn's　boat　ahead；　which　had　already　moved　out　ofthe　middle　stream。　　
So　the　pany　went　on　their　long　way；　down　the　wide　hurrying　waters；　
borne　ever　southwards。　Bare　woods　stalked　along　either　bank；　and　they　couldnot　see　any　glimpse　of　the　lands　behind。　The　breeze　died　away　and　the　Riverflowed　without　a　sound。　No　voice　of　bird　broke　the　silence。　The　sun　grew　mistyas　the　day　grew　old；　until　it　gleamed　in　a　pale　sky　like　a　high　white　pearl。　
Then　it　faded　into　the　West；　and　dusk　came　early；　followed　by　a　grey　andstarless　night。　Far　into　the　dark　quiet　hours　they　floated　on；　guiding　theirboats　under　the　overhanging　shadows　of　the　western　woods。　Great　trees　passedby　like　ghosts；　thrusting　their　twisted　thirsty　roots　through　the　mist　downinto　the　water。　It　was　dreary　and　cold。　Frodo　sat　and　listened　to　the　faintlap　and　gurgle　of　the　River　fretting　among　the　tree…roots　and　driftwood　nearthe　shore；　until　his　head　nodded　and　he　fell　into　an　uneasy　sleep。　　
The　Great　River_Chapter　9_　　
Frodo　was　roused　by　Sam。　He　found　that　he　was　lying；　well　wrapped；　undertall　grey…skinned　trees　in　a　quiet　corner　of　the　woodlands　on　the　west　bank　ofthe　Great　River；　Anduin。　He　had　slept　the　night　away；　and　the　grey　of　morningwas　dim　among　the　bare　branches。　Gimli　was　busy　with　a　small　fire　near　athand。　　
They　started　again　before　the　day　was　broad。　Not　that　most　of　the　panywere　eager　to　hurry　southwards：　they　were　content　that　the　decision；　whichthey　must　make　at　latest　when　they　came　to　Rauros　and　the　Tindrock　Isle；　stilllay　some　days　ahead；　and　they　let　the　River　bear　them　on　at　its　own　pace；　
having　no　desire　to　hasten　towards　the　perils　that　lay　beyond；　whichevercourse　they　took　in　the　end。　Aragorn　let　them　drift　with　the　stream　as　theywished；　husbanding　their　strength　against　weariness　to　e。　But　he　insistedthat　at　least　they　should　start　early　each　day　and　journey　on　far　into　theevening；　for　he　felt　in　his　heart　that　time　was　pressing；　and　he　feared　thatthe　Dark　Lord　had　not　been　idle　while　they　lingered　in　Lórien。　
Nonetheless　they　saw　no　s