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March 13, 3019: Throw

At Pelargir lay the main fleet of Umbar, fifty great ships and smaller vessels beyond count. Many of those pursued [from Lamedon] had reached the havens and brought their fear with them. Some of the ships had put off, many smaller craft were ablaze. But the Haradrim were fierce in despair they laughed for they were a great army still.

But Aragorn cried: Now come! Suddenly the Shadow Host came up like a grey tide, sweeping all away before it, for the dead needed no weapon but fear.

Ere that dark day ended none of the enemy were left.


See note 8 for attribution of these lines.


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