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many partings 1279<br />

‘Théoden King, Théoden King! Farewell! As a father you<br />

were to me, for a little while. Farewell!’<br />

When the burial was over and the weeping of women was<br />

stilled, and Théoden was left at last alone in his barrow, then<br />

folk gathered to the Golden Hall for the great feast and put<br />

away sorrow; for Théoden had lived to full years and ended<br />

in honour no less than the greatest of his sires. And when the<br />

time came that in the custom of the Mark they should drink<br />

to the memory of the kings, Éowyn Lady of Rohan came<br />

forth, golden as the sun and white as snow, and she bore a<br />

filled cup to Éomer.<br />

Then a minstrel and loremaster stood up and named all<br />

the names of the Lords of the Mark in their order: Eorl the<br />

Young; and Brego builder of the Hall; and Aldor brother of<br />

Baldor the hapless; and Fréa, and Fréawine, and Goldwine,<br />

and Déor, and Gram; and Helm who lay hid in Helm’s Deep<br />

when the Mark was overrun; and so ended the nine mounds<br />

of the west-side, for in that time the line was broken, and<br />

after came the mounds of the east-side: Fréaláf, Helm’s sisterson,<br />

and Léofa, and Walda, and Folca, and Folcwine, and<br />

Fengel, and Thengel, and Théoden the latest. And when<br />

Théoden was named Éomer drained the cup. Then Éowyn<br />

bade those that served to fill the cups, and all there assembled<br />

rose and drank to the new king, crying: ‘Hail, Éomer, King<br />

of the Mark!’<br />

At the last when the feast drew to an end Éomer arose and<br />

said: ‘Now this is the funeral feast of Théoden the King; but<br />

I will speak ere we go of tidings of joy, for he would not<br />

grudge that I should do so, since he was ever a father to<br />

Éowyn my sister. Hear then all my guests, fair folk of many<br />

realms, such as have never before been gathered in this hall!<br />

Faramir, Steward of Gondor, and Prince of Ithilien, asks that<br />

Éowyn Lady of Rohan should be his wife, and she grants<br />

it full willing. Therefore they shall be trothplighted before<br />

you all.’<br />

And Faramir and Éowyn stood forth and set hand in hand;

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