LR 3.08.112 {p} But the doors ruin.

3.08.108 A strong place strength.
3.08.109 This was the saw.
3.08.110 Now Gandalf rode stones.
3.08.111 At last Gandalf Isengard.
3.08.112 But the doors ruin.
3.08.113 The ring beyond feet.
3.08.114 The king and smoke.
3.08.115 For a moment king.
3.08.116 ‘Welcome, my lords, guests.’