LR 5.03.091 {p} ‘No mail have have.’

5.03.087 ‘Then tie me late.’
5.03.088 Théoden smiled. ‘Rather plains.’
5.03.089 Then Éowyn rose end.’
5.03.090 Now she led gear.
5.03.091 ‘No mail have have.’
5.03.092 Merry bowed, and I.’
5.03.093 So it was silently.
5.03.094 Two swift hours unafraid.
5.03.095 There on the death.