LR 5.04.147 {p} No hours so wrath.

5.04.143 Soon there was hills.
5.04.144 In vain men despair.
5.04.145 The Nazgûl came death.
5.04.146 During all this defence.
5.04.147 No hours so wrath.
5.04.148 ‘Do not weep, Gandalf?’
5.04.149 ‘Comfort me not ruinous.
5.04.150 ‘I sent my out.’
5.04.151 Men came to stay.’