LR 2.09.095 {p} ‘Let us rest guard.’

2.09.091 There the portage-way, foot.
2.09.092 Already the short day.
2.09.093 ‘Well, here we dwarf.’
2.09.094 Gimli made no sat.
2.09.095 ‘Let us rest guard.’
2.09.096 Nothing happened that curtains.
2.09.097 The rain, however, seen.
2.09.098 Frodo peering forward it.
2.09.099 ‘Behold the Argonath, stream!’