H 17.060 {p} On all this end.

17.056 Rocks were hurled him.
17.057 “To me! To valley.
17.058 Down, heedless of ranks.
17.059 Already behind him down.
17.060 On all this end.
17.061 That did not it.”
17.062 The clouds were glow.
17.063 “The Eagles! The coming!”
17.064 Bilbo’s eyes were North.