LR 1.11.081 {p} The hobbits gazed murmured:

1.11.077 The hills drew Bree.
1.11.078 In the morning hedge.
1.11.079 ‘I wonder who Weathertop?’
1.11.080 ‘No. There is Alliance.’
1.11.081 The hobbits gazed murmured:
1.11.082 Gil-galad was an Sea.
1.11.083 His sword was shield.
1.11.084 But long ago are.
1.11.085 The others turned Sam’s.