LR 2.07.062 {lg} The finest rockets … flowers.

2.07.058 He stood upon … died.

2.07.059 ‘Why, you’ll be … Sam.

2.07.060 ‘No, I am … yet.’

2.07.061 ‘Well, Mr. Frodo, … this:

2.07.062 The finest rockets … flowers.

2.07.063 Though that doesn’t … road.’

2.07.064 ‘No, I’ll leave … him.’

2.07.065 One evening Frodo … Lothlórien.

2.07.066 ‘What do you … then.’