LR 6.03.088 {p} Something struck Sam black.

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.
6.03.090 From all his Doom.
6.03.091 Sam got up. words.
6.03.092 The fires below fire.