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the hosts of Beleriand； so many great princes and captains were assembled。 And yet not so many； nor so fair； as when Thangorodrim was broken； and the Elves deemed that evil was ended for ever； and it was not so。'
'You remember？' said Frodo； speaking his thought aloud in his astonishment。 'But I thought；' he stammered as Elrond turned towards him； 'I thought that the fall of Gilgalad was a long age ago。'
'So it was indeed；' answered Elrond gravely。 'But my memory reaches back even to the Elder Days。 E。rendil was my sire； who was born in Gondolin before its fall； and my mother was Elwing； daughter of Dior； son of Lúthien of Doriath。 I have seen three ages in the West of the world； and many defeats； and many fruitless victories。
'I was the herald of Gilgalad and marched with his host。 I was at the Battle of Dagorlad before the Black Gate of Mordor； where we had the mastery： for the Spear of Gilgalad and the Sword of Elendil； Aiglos and Narsil； none could withstand。 I beheld the last bat on the slopes of Orodruin； where Gilgalad died； and Elendil fell； and Narsil broke beneath him； but Sauron himself was overthrown； and Isildur cut the Ring from his hand with the hilt shard of his father's sword； and took it for his own。'
At this the stranger； Boromir； broke in。 'So that is what became of the Ring！' he cried。 'If ever such a tale was told in the South； it has long been fotten。 I have heard of the Great Ring of him that we do not name； but we believed that it perished from the world in the ruin of his first realm。 Isildur took it！ That is tidings indeed。'
'Alas！ yes；' said Elrond。 'Isildur took it； as should not have been。 It should have been cast then into Orodruin's fire nigh at hand where it was made。 But few marked what Isildur did。 He alone stood by his father in that last mortal contest； and by Gilgalad only Círdan stood； and I。 But Isildur would not listen to our counsel。
' 〃This I will have as were gild for my father； and my brother；〃 he said； and therefore whether we would or no； he took it to treasure it。 But soon he was betrayed by it to his death； and so it is named in the North Isildur's Bane。 Yet death maybe was better than what else might have befallen him。
'Only to the North did these tidings e； and only to a few。 Small wonder it is that you have not heard them； Boromir。 From the ruin of the Gladden Fields； where Isildur perished； three men only came ever back over the mountains after long wandering。 One of these was Ohtar； the esquire of Isildur； who bore the shards of the sword of Elendil； and he brought them to Valandil； the heir of Isildur； who being but a child had remained here in Rivendell。 But Narsil was broken and its light extinguished； and it has not yet been fed again。
'Fruitless did I call the victory of the Last Alliance？ Not wholly so； yet it did not achieve its end。 Sauron was diminished； but not destroyed。 His Ring was lost but not unmade。 The Dark Tower was broken； but its foundations were not removed； for they were made with the power of the Ring； and while it remains they will endure。 Many Elves and many mighty Men； and many of their friends。 had perished in the war。 Anárion was slain； and Isildur was slain； and Gilgalad and Elendil were no more。 Never again shall there be any such league of Elves and Men； for Men multiply and the Firstborn decrease； and the two kindreds are estranged。 And ever since that day the race of Númenor has decayed； and the span of their years has lessened。
'In the North after the war and the slaughter of the Gladden Fields the Men of Westernesse were diminished； and their city of Annúminas beside Lake Evendim fell into ruin； and the heirs of Valandil removed and dwelt at Fornost on the high North Downs； and that now too is desolate。 Men call it Deadmen's Dike； and they fear to tread there。 For the folk of Arnor dwindled； and their foes devoured them； and their lordship passed； leaving only green mounds in the grassy hills。
'In the South the realm of Gondor long endured； and for a while its splendour grew； recalling somewhat of the might of Númenor； ere it fell。 High towers that people built； and strong places。 and havens of many ships； and the winged crown of the Kings of Men was held in awe by folk of many tongues。 Their chief city was Osgiliath； Citadel of the Stars。 through the midst of which the River flowed。 And Minas Ithil they built； Tower of the Rising Moon； eastward upon a shoulder of the Mountains of Shadow； and westward at the feet of the White Mountains Minas Anor they made； Tower of the Setting Sun。 There in the courts of the King grew a white tree； from the seed of that tree which Isildur brought over the deep waters； and the seed of that tree before came from Eress。a； and before that out of the Uttermost West in the Day before days when the world was young。
'But in the wearing of the swift years of Middleearth the line of Meneldil son of Anárion failed； and the Tree withered； and the blood of the Númenoreans became mingled with that of lesser men。 Then the watch upon the walls of Mordor slept； and dark things crept back to Goroth。 And on a time evil things came forth； and they took Minas Ithil and abode in it； and they made it into a place of dread； and it is called Minas Mul； the Tower of Sorcery。 Then Minas Anor was named anew Minas Tirith； the Tower of Guard； and these two cities were ever at war； but Osgiliath which lay between was deserted and in its ruins shadows walked。
'So it has been for many lives of men。 But the Lords of Minas Tirith still fight on； defying our enemies； keeping the passage of the River from Argonath to the Sea。 And now that part of the tale that I shall tell is drawn to its close。 For in the days of Isildur the Ruling Ring passed out of all knowledge； and the Three were released from its dominion。 But now in this latter day they are in peril once more； for to our sorrow the One has been found。 Others shall speak of its finding； for in that I played small part。'
He ceased； but at once Boromir stood up； tall and proud； before them。 Give me leave； Master Elrond； said he； first to say more of Gondor； for verily from the land of Gondor I am e。 And it would be well for all to know what passes there。 For few； I deem； know of our deeds； and therefore guess little of their peril； if we should fail at last。
'Believe not that in the land of Gondor the blood of Númenor is spent； nor all its pride and dignity fotten。 By our valour the wild folk of the East are still restrained； and the terror of Mul kept at bay； and thus alone are peace and freedom maintained in the lands behind us； bulwark of the West。 But if the passages of the River should be won； what then？
'Yet that hour； maybe； is not now far away。 The Nameless Enemy has arisen again。 Smoke rises once more from Orodruin that we call Mount Doom。 The power of the Black Land grows and we are hard beset。 When the Enemy returned our folk were driven from Ithilien； our fair domain east of the River； though we kept a foothold there and strength of arms。 But this very year； in the days of June； sudden war came upon us out of Mordor； and we were swept away。 We were outnumbered； for Mordor has allied itself with the Easterlings and the cruel Haradrim； but it was not by numbers that we were defeated。 A power was there that we have not felt before。
'Some said that it could be seen； like a great black horseman； a dark shadow under the moon。 Wherever he came a madness filled our foes； but fear fell on our boldest； so that horse and man gave way and fled。 Only a remnant of our eastern force came back； destroying the last bridge that still stood amid the ruins of Osgiliath。
'I was in the pany that held the bridge； until it was cast down behind us。 Four only were saved by swimming： my brother and myself and two others。 But still we fight on； holding all the west shores of Anduin； and those who shelter behind us give us praise； if ever they hear our name： much praise but little help。 Only from Rohan now will any men ride to us when we call。
'In this evil hour I have e on an errand over many dangerous leagues to Elrond： a hundred and ten days I have journeyed all alone。 But I do not seek allies in war。 The might of Elrond is in wisdom not in weapons