LR 6.03.085 {p} ‘Master!’ cried Sam.

6.03.081 The path climbed stroke.
6.03.082 Sam came to him.
6.03.083 At first he labouring.
6.03.084 The light sprang stone.
6.03.085 ‘Master!’ cried Sam.
6.03.086 Then Frodo stirred walls.
6.03.087 ‘I have come,’ happened.
6.03.088 Something struck Sam black.
6.03.089 And far away, hung.