LR 5.04.139 {p} Busy as ants work.

5.04.135 The Prince Imrahil son’s.
5.04.136 So now at morning.
5.04.137 ‘There is no come.’
5.04.138 The Gate was red.
5.04.139 Busy as ants work.
5.04.140 At first men stood.
5.04.141 ‘Nay,’ they said, come.’
5.04.142 But the engines down.
5.04.143 Soon there was hills.