LR 5.04.150 {p} ‘I sent my out.’

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.’
5.04.152 So it was years.
5.04.153 And yet – gate.
5.04.154 Far behind the dark.