LR 6.02.048 {p} ‘Now you go over.’

6.02.044 The river-bed was reeled.
6.02.045 ‘Orc-gear’s no good,’ hide!’
6.02.046 At last Frodo rock-face.
6.02.047 There they sat cross.
6.02.048 ‘Now you go over.’
6.02.049 Frodo sighed and sleep.
6.02.050 They woke together, slate.
6.02.051 After much wandering earth.
6.02.052 Still far away, gloom.