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Tolkiena +---Topic: Citati started by Elessar Posted by: Elessar Mar 26 2004, 09:49 PM Uvod by Meneldil -_- Ovaj topic je otvoren davno, dok je Board još bio mlad, kao topic za citate iz LOTR-a :veliki: (ali stavljali smo mi i ostale :P) Nedavno je Elwe došao na ideju da otvori i topic za citate iz ostalih knjiga :klap: Sada smo spojili ta dva topica (postovi iz novog su dodani na ovaj), pa, zahvaljujuci naravno Elessaru i Elweu, sada imamo univerzalni topic za citate Dakle -_- U ovaj topic može ici sve što je napisao Tolkien :yes: Bilo da je iz LOTR-a, Hobita, Silmarilliona, Lettersa ili da je to rekao nekom usputnom prolazniku -_- Scenarij filma nije Tolkienov, pa citati iz filma ne idu ovdje; za njih postoji (URL: http://www.hrtolkienboard.org/forums/index.php?act=ST&f=3&t=85&s=2ea9e42e4cf18231e7678c6ec584483f) :yes: Postoji, nadalje, i poseban topic (URL: http://www.hrtolkienboard.org/forums/index.php?act=ST&f=4&t=618&s=2ea9e42e4cf18231e7678c6ec584483f), u kojega možete stavljati pjesme i pricati o njima :yes: Kada stavljate citat, bilo bi poželjno da se napiše odakle je :yes: I nemojte spammati :angry: -_- U nastavku je Elessarov originalni post :P (dvoumio sam se da li da stavim ovaj topic pod film ili knjigu.....) Dakle, slijede citati iz knjige i filma. Nadam se da takav topic vec nije bilo prije pa da ne dosadjujem jos i ja. :blink: Uzivajte! THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING “She said to me, even now, there is hope left, but I cannot see it. It is long since we had any hope. My father is a noble man, but his rule is failing, and our people lose faith. He looks to me to make things right and I would do it. I would see the glory of Gondor restored. Have you ever seen it, Aragorn? The White Tower of Ecthelion, glimmering like a spike of pearl and silver, its banners caught high in the morning breeze. Have you ever been called home by the clear ringing of silver trumpets?” “I have seen the White City, long ago.” “One day, our paths will lead us there and the tower guard will take up the call: The Lords of Gondor have returned!” - Boromir to Aragorn, at nightfall in Lothlorien “It's a pity Bilbo didn't kill him when he had the chance.” “Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo's hand. Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.” “I wish The Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had ever happened.” “So do all who live to face such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.” - Gandalf to Frodo, in the Mines of Moria “"I am a servant of the Secret Fire, Wielder of the Flame of Anor; you cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, Flame of Udun! Go back to the Shadow. You cannot pass!” he said. With a bound, the Balrog leaped full upon the bridge. Its whip whirled and hissed. “He cannot stand alone!” cried Aragorn suddenly and ran back along the bridge. “Elendil!” he shouted. “I am with you Gandalf!” “Gondor!” cried Boromir and leaped after him. - The Bridge of Khazad-dum "He who breaks a thing to find out what it is, has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf “One does not simply walk into Mordor. Its black gates are guarded by more than just orcs. There is evil there that does not sleep, and the Great Eye is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with fire and ash and dust, the very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten thousand men could you do this. It is folly.” - Boromir at the Council of Elrond "I do not know what strength is in my blood, but I swear to you I will not let the White City fall, nor our people fail." "Our people, our people! I would have followed you to the end... my brother... my captain... my king!" "Be at peace, Son of Gondor." - Aragorn to Boromir as he dies "I will take the Ring," he said, "though I do not know the way." Elrond raised his eyes and looked at him, and Frodo felt his heart pierced by the sudden keenness of the glance. "If I understand aright all that I have heard," he said, "I think that this task is appointed for you, Frodo; and that if you do not find a way, no one will. This is the hour of the Shire-folk, when they arise from their quiet fields to shake the towers and counsels of the Great. Who of all the Wise could have foreseen it? Or, if they are wise, why should they expect to know it, until the hour has struck?" - At the Coucil of Elrond “But they were, all of them, deceived, for another Ring was made. In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret a master Ring, to control all others. And into this Ring he poured his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life. "One Ring to rule them all." One by one, the Free Lands of Middle Earth fell to the power of the Ring. But there were some who resisted. A Last Alliance of Men and Elves marched against the armies of Mordor and on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle Earth. Victory was near. But the power of the Ring could not be undone.” - Galadriel, telling of the Last Alliance “They were once men - great kings of men. Then Sauron the deceiver gave to them nine rings of power. Blinded by their greed, they took them without question. One by one they've fallen into darkness. Now they are slaves to his will. They are the Nazgul, Ringwraiths, neither living nor dead. At all times they feel the presence of the Ring, drawn to the power of the One. They will never stop hunting you.“ - Aragorn to Frodo, concerning the Naz'gul “We cannot get out. We cannot get out. They have taken the Bridge and second hall. Frár and Lóni and Náli fell there... went five days ago... the pool is up to the wall at Westgate. The Watcher in the Water took Óin. We cannot get out. The end comes... drums, drums in the deep... they are coming.” - The Fall of Moria “Remember what Bilbo used to say: It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to...” - Frodo to Sam "I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve. " - Bilbo at his party THE TWO TOWERS “Where is the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow; The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.” - Theoden before battle at Helm's Deep “My business is with Isengard tonight, with a rock and stone. Rarum-rum! Come, my friends. The ents are going to war. It is likely that we go to our doom: The last march of the ents!” - Treebeard, marching on Isengard "A thing is about to happen which has not happened since the Elder Days: the Ents are going to wake up and find that they are strong." - Gandalf, to the three hunters "Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed. I am Gandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council." - Gandalf casts out Saruman “I can't do this Sam.” “I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.” “What are we holding on to Sam?” “That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.” - Sam to Frodo, at Osgiliath THE RETURN OF THE KING “Spears shall be shaken, shields shall be splintered. It is a sword-day; a red day, ere the sun rises! Ride now! Ride now! Ride for ruin, and the world's ending! Forth Eorlingas!” - Theoden to the Rohirrim, before battle at the Pelennor "Begone, foul Dwimmerlaik, lord of carrion! Leave the dead in peace!" A cold voice answered: "Come not between the Nazgűl and his prey! Or he will not slay thee in thee turn. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the lidless Eye." A sword rang as it was drawn. "Do what you will; but I will hinder it, if I may." "Hinder me? Thou fool. No living man may hinder me!" Then Merry heard of all sounds in that hour the strangest. It seemed that Dernhelm laughed, and the clear voice was like the ring of steel. "But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him." - Eowyn defies the Witch King of Angmar “Men of Gondor and Rohan, my brothers! I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of Men fails... when we forsake our friends, and break all bonds of fellowship... but it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when all hope comes crashing down, but it is NOT this day! This day, we fight! For all that you hold dear, stand, Men of the West! ” - Aragorn, at the Black Gate “It'll be spring back in the Shire... the fields will be blossoming, and the birds'll be nesting, and they'll be planting the summer barley in the lower fields, and they'll be eating the first of the strawberries with cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries, Mr. Frodo?” “No, Sam. I can't recall the taste of food, nor the sound of water, nor the touch of grass. I'm naked in the dark... there's nothing, no veil between me and the wheel of fire, I can see him with my waking eyes!” “Then let us be rid of it! I can't carry the ring for you, but I can carry you!” - Sam to Frodo, on the slopes of Mount Doom “Anduril, Flame of the West, forged from the shards of Narsil. The man who wields the power of this sword can summon to him an army more deadly than any that walk this earth.” “Sauron will not have forgotten this sword...” “Put aside the ranger. Become who you were born to be!” - Elrond to Aragorn, at Dunharrow “Certainty of death, small chance of success... well, what're we waiting for? ” - Gimli to the Captains of the West In rode the Lord of the Nazgűl. A great black shape against the fires beyond he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair. In rode the Lord of the Nazgűl, under the archway that no ememy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face. All save one. There waiting, silent and still in the space before the Gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadowfax: Shadowfax who alone amoung the free horses of the earth endured the terror, unmoving, steadfast as a graven image in Rath Dínin. "You cannot enter here," said Gandalf, and the huge shadow halted. "Go back to the abyss prepared for you! Go back! Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your master. Go!" The Black Rider flung back his hood, and behold! he had a kingly crown; and yet upon no head visible was it set. The red fires shone between it and the mantled shoulders vast and dark. From a mouth unseen there came a deadly laughter. "Old fool!' he said. 'Old fool! This is my hour. Do you not know death when you see it? Die now and curse in vain!" And with that he lifted high his sword and flames ran down the blade. Gandalf did not move. And in that very moment, away behind behind in some courtyard of the City, a cock crowed. Shrill and clear he crowed, recking nothing of wizardry or war, welcoming only the morning that in the sky far above the shadows of death was coming with the dawn. And as if in answer there came from far away another note. Horns, horns, horns. In dark Mindolluin's sides they dimly echoed. Great horns of the North wildly blowing. Rohan had come at last. - Gandalf confronts the Witch King Home is behind The world ahead and there are many paths to tread Through shadow to the edge of night until the stars are all alight Mist and shadow Cloud and shade All shall fade All shall... fade. - Pippin sings to Denethor (lyrics adapted from Bilbo's Walking Song) All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost. The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken: The crownless again shall be king. - verse on Ellesar and Anduril “They cursed us. Murrrderer they called us. They cursed us! And we wept. We wept, to be so alone. And we forgot the taste of bread... the sound of trees... the softness of the wind. We even forgot our own name. My prrreciousss. ” - Smeagol's monologue "Much must be risked in war," said Denethor. "Cair Andros is manned, and no more can be sent so far. Yet I will not yield the River and the Pelennor unfought, not if there is a captain here who has still the courage to do his lord's will." Then all were silent, but at length Faramir said: "I do not oppose your will, sire. Since you are robbed of Boromir, I will go, and do what I can in his stead - if you command it." "I do so," said Denethor. "Then farewell!" said Faramir. "But if I should return, think better of me!" "That depends on the manner of your return!" - Faramir and Denethor "Here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea, comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep;for not all tears are an evil." - Gandalf, at the Grey Havens !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!2 DIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say. "I think really Bilbo preferred slipping off quietly in the end," said Gandalf, "Don't be too troubled. He'll be all right now. He left a packet for you. There it is!" Frodo took the envelope from the mantelpiece, and glanced at it, but did not open it. "You'll find his will and all the other documents in there, I think," said the wizard. "You are the master of Bag End now. And also, I fancy, you'll find a golden ring. Three Rings for the Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie. He paused, and then said in a deep voice, "This is the Master-Ring, the One Ring to rule them all. This is the One Ring lost many years ago, to the great weakening of its maker's power. Now, he greatly desires to have it again, - but he must NOT get it" All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken: The crownless again shall be king. "How far can you bear me?" I said to Gwaihir. "Many leagues", said he, "but not to the ends of the earth. I was sent to bear tidings not burdens." "Then I must have a steed on land," I said, "and a steed surpassingly swift, for I have never had such need for haste before." "Then I will bear you to Edoras, where the Lord of Rohan sits in his halls," he said, "for that is not very far off." And I was glad, for in the Riddermark of Rohan the Rohirrim, the Horse-lords dwell, and there are no horses like those that are bred in that great vale between the Misty Mountains and the White. "I will take the Ring," he said, "though I do not know the way." Elrond raised his eyes and looked at him......... "This is the hour of the Shire-folk, when they arise from their quiet fields, to shake the towers and counsels of the Great. Who of all the Wise could have foreseen it?" The world was young, the mountains green, No stain yet on the Moon was seen, No words were laid on stream or stone When Durin woke and walked alone. He named the nameless hills and dells; He drank from yet untasted wells; He stooped and looked in Mirrormere And saw a crown of stars appear; As gems upon a silver thread; Above the shadow of his head. The world is grey, the mountains old, The forge’s fire is ashen-cold; No harp is wrung, no hammer falls: The darkness dwells in Durin’s halls; The shadow lies upon his tomb In Moria, in Khazad-dűm. But still the sunken stars appear In dark and windless Mirrormere; There lies his crown in water deep, Till Durin wakes again from his sleep. "Speak no evil of the Lady Galadriel!" said Aragorn sternly. "You know not what you say. There is in her and in this land, no evil, unless a man bring it hither himself. Then let him beware! "We will make such a chase as shall be accounted a marvel among the Three Kindreds: Elves, Dwarves and Men. Forth the Three Hunters!" Like a deer he sprang away. Through the trees he sped. On and on he led them, tireless and swift, now that his mind was at last made up. The woods about the lake they left behind. Long slopes they climbed, dark, hard-edged against the sky already red with sunset. They passed away, grey shadows in a stony land. "Gondor! Gondor!" cried Aragorn. "Would that I looked on you again in happier hour! Not yet does my road lie southward to your bright streams." Gondor! Gondor, between the Mountains and the Sea! West Wind blew there; the light upon the Silver Tree Fell like bright rain in gardens of the Kings of old. O proud walls! White towers! O wingéd crown and throne of gold! O Gondor,Gondor! Shall Men behold the Silver Tree, Or West Wind blow again between the Mountains and the Sea? To Aragorn I was bidden to say this: Where now are the Dúnedain, Elessar, Elessar? Why do thy kinsfolk wander afar? Near is the hour when the Lost should come forth, And the Grey Company ride from the North. But dark is the path appointed for thee: The Dead watch the road that leads to the Sea. To Legolas she sent this word: Legolas Greenleaf long under tree In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea! If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more. Arise now, arise Riders of Theoden! Dire deeds awake, dark it is eastward. Let horse we bridled, horn be sounded! Forth Eorlingas! Gandalf looked at Aragorn, and then, to the surprise of the others, he lifted the covered Stone, and bowed as he presented it. "Receive it, lord!" he said: "in earnest of other things that shall be given back. But if I may counsel you in the use of your own, do not use it - yet! Be wary!" Alive without breath; as cold as death; never thirsting, ever drinking; clad in mail, never clinking. Drowns on dry land, thinks an island is a mountain; thinks a fountain is a puff of air. So sleek, so fair! What a joy to meet! We only wish to catch a fish, so juicy-sweet! "Yes, yes," said Gollum. "All dead, all rotten. Elves and Men and Orcs. The Dead Marshes. There was a great battle long ago, yes, so they told him when Sméagol was young, when I was young before the Precious came. It was a great battle. Tall men with long swords, and terrible Elves, and Orcses shrieking. They fought on the plain for days and months at the Black Gates. But the Marshes have grown since then, swallowed up the graves, always creeping, creeping. "You cannot reach them. We tried once, yes, precious. I tried once; but you cannot reach them. Only shapes to see, perhaps, not to touch. No precious! All dead." "Hey you!" he said roughly. "What are you up to?" "Nothing, nothing.", said Gollum softly. "Nice Master!" "I daresay," said Sam. "But where have you been to - sneaking off and sneaking back, you old villain!" Gollum withdrew himself, and a green glint flickered under his heavy lids. Almost spider-like he looked now, crouched back on his bent limbs, with his protruding eyes. The fleeting moment had passed, beyond recall. "Sneaking, sneaking!" he hissed. "Hobbits always so polite, yes O nice Hobbits! Sméagol brings them up secret ways that nobody else could find. Tired he was, thirsty he was, yes thirsty; and he guides them and he searches for paths, and they say sneak! sneak! Very nice friends, O yes my precious, very nice." A Elbereth Gilthoniel! silivren penna míriel o menel aglar elenath! Na-chaered palan-díriel o galadhremmin ennorath, Fanuilos, le linnathon nef aear, sí nef aearon! "Oathbreakers, why have ye come?" And a voice was heard out of the night that answered him, as if from far away: "To fulfil our oath and have peace." Then Aragorn said: "The hour is come at last. Now I go to Pelargir upon Anduin, and ye shall come after me. And when all this land is clean of the servants of Sauron, I will hold the oath fulfilled, and ye shall have peace and depart for ever. For I am Elessar, Isildur's heir of Gondor." Edited by Meneldil on May 14 2008, 06:21 PM Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Mar 26 2004, 10:10 PM u filmovima ima vec jedan s citatima ali ovaj onda moze ostati za one iz knjige Posted by: Elessar Mar 26 2004, 11:15 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- u filmovima ima vec jedan s citatima ali ovaj onda moze ostati za one iz knjige ----------------------------- Sorry, nisam vidio. :blush: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Mar 26 2004, 11:18 PM :booyah: A kad Luthien ovo skuzi, natrpat ce pola Silma unutra.... :hug: Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Mar 26 2004, 11:20 PM :yes: :yes: samo naprijed :wub: Posted by: luthien Mar 26 2004, 11:36 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- :booyah: A kad Luthien ovo skuzi, natrpat ce pola Silma unutra.... :hug: ----------------------------- a bas mi je krenulo, fino preko smscica :rolleyes: . kad si nemrem pomoc, tako je divno, jos na tom starom enlgeskom...kad citah o Ulmu, sva se najezih :wub: . Eh, di mi je sad silm da vam to napisem :( Posted by: sholky Mar 27 2004, 03:36 PM Naj citat: "Go back to the shadow!" :P :D To je zapravo Radagast govorio Balrogu da ide offline, ali je Crnkovic opet nesto zeznuo :P :D ;) Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Mar 27 2004, 03:38 PM <_< To sam ja znao govoriti prije kad bih isao na spavanje... i off line... :P Posted by: Earendil Mar 30 2004, 11:54 AM ''Three rings for the elven kings under the sky, Seven for the dwarflords in their holls of stone, Nine for mortal men doomed to die And one ring for the dark lord in his dark throne, In the land of Mordor, where the shadows lie. One ring to rull them all, One ring to find them, One ring to bring them all, And in the darkness bind them, In the land of Mordor, where the shadows lie.'' :) Neznam zasto, ali ovaj dio mi se nepovratno usjekao u pamcenje :blush: . Ako ima kakvih pogrjesaka, ispricavam se, jer nemam nista kraj sebe da provjerim. :nemanpojma: Posted by: antocjo Mar 30 2004, 11:57 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Ako ima kakvih pogrjesaka, ispricavam se, jer nemam nista kraj sebe da provjerim. :nemanpojma: ----------------------------- :wow: ti to iz glave... :klap: a inace imas pri ruci Google ;) Posted by: Earendil Mar 30 2004, 12:11 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- Ako ima kakvih pogrjesaka, ispricavam se, jer nemam nista kraj sebe da provjerim. :nemanpojma: ----------------------------- :wow: ti to iz glave... :klap: a inace imas pri ruci Google ;) ----------------------------- Ma prije cu se ja sjetiti, nego pronaci nesto na netu :( , kad trazim, zakopam se toliko duboko :bonk: , da bih vjerojatno ostala i citala i dalje i dalje.....dok se svijet ne promjeni, a google ostane samo mutno sjecanje na odavno umrle stranice :puzzled: :bonk: Puno pricam Pozdrav Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Mar 30 2004, 01:43 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- :wow: ti to iz glave... :klap: ----------------------------- :huh: i bolje joj je da je iz glave :P takve osnovne stvari se ne provjeravaju :P ;) Posted by: antocjo Mar 30 2004, 01:45 PM :ph34r: Posted by: luthien Mar 30 2004, 03:15 PM kaje sused!!! ti neznas to na pamet? <_< ...neznam ni ja!!! :ph34r: :ph34r: :ph34r: (sad ce elenna posjedit :o ) Posted by: antocjo Mar 30 2004, 03:17 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- (sad ce elenna posjedit :o ) ----------------------------- ... i spomenut onu rijec na p... :ph34r: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Mar 30 2004, 09:32 PM Gradjevinu polukruznog kupolastog oblika, kakvih smo slicnih vidjeli u Rivendallu?? :P Na njoj sjede svezane zrtve (lancima), a balrog kruzi oko njih i sikce im: OFF TOPIC, OFF TOPIC, OFF TOPIC..... :P :D Ah, koji gust.... konacno nisam ja.... :D :crazy: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Mar 30 2004, 09:34 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Ma prije cu se ja sjetiti, nego pronaci nesto na netu :( , kad trazim, zakopam se toliko duboko :bonk: , da bih vjerojatno ostala i citala i dalje i dalje.....dok se svijet ne promjeni, a google ostane samo mutno sjecanje na odavno umrle stranice :puzzled: :bonk: Puno pricam Pozdrav ----------------------------- Jos pricaj, jos pricaj, jos pricaj.... :yes: :yes: :yes: :booyah: Posted by: Nenya Mar 31 2004, 09:45 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ... i spomenut onu rijec na p... :ph34r: ----------------------------- :puzzled: koju? Posted by: antocjo Mar 31 2004, 09:48 AM :ph34r: braco ju je gori malo opisao :ph34r: Posted by: Aragorn Mar 31 2004, 10:23 AM "But Manwe Sulimo, highset and holiest of the Valar, sat upon the borders of Aman, forsaking not in his thought the Outer Lands. For his throne was set in majesty upon the pinnacle of Taniquetil, the highest of the mountains of the world, standing upon the margin of the sea. Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world. Thus they brought word to him of well nigh all that passed in Arda; yet some things were hidden even from the eyes of Manwe and the servents of Manwe, for where Melkor sat in his dark thought impenetrable shadows lay. Manwe has no thought for his own honour, and is not jelous of his power, but rules all to peace. The Vanyar he loved best of all the Elves, and of him they recieved song and poetry; for poetry is delight of Manwe, and the song of words is his music. His raiment is blue, and blue is the fire of his eyes, and his sceptre is of saphire, which Noldor wrought for him; and he was appointed to be the vicegerent of Iluvatar, King of the world of Valar and Elves and Men, and the chief defence against the evil of Melkor. With Manwe dwelt Varda the most beautiful, she who in the Sindarin tongue is named Elbereth, Queen of Valar, maker of the stars" U znak isprike zbog mog bezobraznog mača Vardo :lukavi: Posted by: Nenya Mar 31 2004, 11:41 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- U znak isprike zbog mog bezobraznog mača Vardo :lukavi: ----------------------------- :lukavi: sad se izvlacis!!!!! Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Mar 31 2004, 01:09 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- (sad ce elenna posjedit :o ) ----------------------------- ... i spomenut onu rijec na p... :ph34r: ----------------------------- <_< valjda sam vc navikla na ovakve stvari <_< antocjo ajde ima ispriku,ali ti Luthien... citas Silm na engleskom a ovo neznas... za kaznu izvolis nauciti pjesnu o borbi Saurona i Finroda (kad vec nema ni jedne druge <_< )!a i javit cu ja namu da te ispita malo prije nego te pusti u Valinor... <_< Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Mar 31 2004, 09:16 PM :P To! Oderi je do koske! :P Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Apr 1 2004, 01:49 PM ti se najavljaj,onaj-tko-nezna-tko-ima-koji-prsten <_< i tebi bi se dalo dosta toga reci Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Apr 1 2004, 02:23 PM :ph34r: ok... :unsure: Posted by: luthien Apr 1 2004, 06:02 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ali ti Luthien... citas Silm na engleskom a ovo neznas... za kaznu izvolis nauciti pjesnu o borbi Saurona i Finroda (kad vec nema ni jedne druge <_< )!a i javit cu ja namu da te ispita malo prije nego te pusti u Valinor... <_< ----------------------------- namo :puzzled: ko je namo :nemanpojma: mislis nemo? ali kako ce me riba ispitivat :silly: Posted by: Aragorn Apr 1 2004, 07:03 PM Citat gdje Cirdan brodograditelj predaje Naryu Gandalfu... "Take now this ring", he said; 'for thy labours and thy cares will be heavy, but in all it will support thee and defend thee from weariness. For this is the Ring of Fire, and herewith, maybe, thou shalt rekindle hearts to the valour of old in a world that grows chill. But as for me, my heart is with the Sea, and I will dwell by the grey shores, guarding the Havens until the last ship sails. Then I shall await thee" Posted by: luthien Apr 1 2004, 10:49 PM :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: But as for me, my heart is with the Sea, and I will dwell by the grey shores, guarding the Havens until the last ship sails. Then I shall await thee" :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: sive luke ostale prazne i vatra je ugasnula i nikad vise nije bila upaljena... Posted by: Aragorn Apr 1 2004, 11:29 PM :cry: :hug: Posted by: luthien Apr 1 2004, 11:40 PM now I feel better :hug: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Apr 2 2004, 12:36 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: sive luke ostale prazne i vatra je ugasnula i nikad vise nije bila upaljena... ----------------------------- Ma daaaaj... a kad balrog dovede ekipu, pa se baci rostilj, pa vatrica zapucketa.... :hug: :klap: :klap: Posted by: Hannah Apr 2 2004, 01:19 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Ma daaaaj... a kad balrog dovede ekipu, pa se baci rostilj, pa vatrica zapucketa.... :hug: :klap: :klap: ----------------------------- :klap: :njami: Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Apr 2 2004, 01:44 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- namo :puzzled: ko je namo :nemanpojma: mislis nemo? ali kako ce me riba ispitivat :silly: ----------------------------- Mandos,lady elf,Mandos <_< iako je to ustvari samo ime njegovog prebivalista Posted by: Aragorn Apr 3 2004, 04:20 PM But as Thingol turned the hilt of Anglachel towards Beleg, Melian looked at the blade; and said; "There is malice in this sword. The dark heart of the smith still dwells in it. It will not love the hand it serves; neither will it abide with you long" Posted by: Anuviel Apr 10 2004, 07:39 AM "They swore an oath which none shall break, and none should take, by the name even of Ilúvatar, calling the Everlasting Dark upon them if they kept it not..." Posted by: elrond Apr 10 2004, 02:08 PM Sort of stretched, like butter, scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday. A very long holiday. Posted by: elrond Apr 10 2004, 02:11 PM A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to." Posted by: sholky Apr 10 2004, 05:47 PM Eä Eru i estaina ná Ilúvatar Ardassë, ar ónes minyavë Ainur i ner i híni sanweryo, ar ner yo së nó ilúvë né ontaina. Ar ten quentes, antala ten lammar lindalëo, ar lirnentë, ar së né alassëa. Posted by: Aragorn Apr 10 2004, 08:17 PM Farewell sweet earth and northern sky, for ever blest, since here did lie and here with lissom limbs did run beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun, Luthien Tinuviel more fair than mortal tongue can tell. Though all to ruin fell the world and were dissolved and backward hurled unmade into the old anyss, yet were its making good, for this- the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea- that Luthien for a time should be. Posted by: elrond Apr 11 2004, 09:25 PM I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the Flame of Anor! Go back to the shadow. The Dark Fire will not avail you, Flame of Udűn! :wub: :wub: Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Apr 12 2004, 07:51 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Eä Eru i estaina ná Ilúvatar Ardassë, ar ónes minyavë Ainur i ner i híni sanweryo, ar ner yo së nó ilúvë né ontaina. Ar ten quentes, antala ten lammar lindalëo, ar lirnentë, ar së né alassëa. ----------------------------- sta je to,odkud je to? :puzzled: :huh: Posted by: sholky Apr 12 2004, 09:48 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- Eä Eru i estaina ná Ilúvatar Ardassë, ar ónes minyavë Ainur i ner i híni sanweryo, ar ner yo së nó ilúvë né ontaina. Ar ten quentes, antala ten lammar lindalëo, ar lirnentë, ar së né alassëa. ----------------------------- sta je to,odkud je to? :puzzled: :huh: ----------------------------- Ha ha, ne znas :hah: :neener: :D Probaj povezat rici koje su ti poznate, skuzit ces :D ;) P.S. Mislim da sam ovo vec stavio negdje u kvizu :nemanpojma: Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Apr 12 2004, 09:53 PM dobro znam,al odkud ti? Posted by: sholky Apr 12 2004, 09:55 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- dobro znam,al odkud ti? ----------------------------- :booyah: www.elvish.org/gwaith, pa kliknes u lijevom stupcu na "Project", pa vidis o cemu se tu radi. Zanimljiva stvar ;) Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Apr 12 2004, 10:02 PM :wow: :wow: :wow: Luthien evo nam novog zadatka kad zavrsimo Silm na engleskom,valjda ce ga do tada dovrsiti Posted by: luthien Apr 13 2004, 12:01 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- :wow: :wow: :wow: Luthien evo nam novog zadatka kad zavrsimo Silm na engleskom,valjda ce ga do tada dovrsiti ----------------------------- jeli ti to nesto neznas :blink: a kako si samo ljuto citirala onu pjesmicu na councilu... <_< cim zavrsimo silm bacamo se u napad! Posted by: luthien Apr 13 2004, 04:09 AM onaj citat kad Gandalf govori frofi u morji kako nije na nama da se zalimo, nego da zivimo najbolje sto mozemo..neznam sad kako ide, 5 ujutro je i glava mi puca, nemogu spavat...svi znate na kaj mislim. Mene te scene uvijek do suza dovede, toplina njegovog glasa...cista utjeha, istina izrecena na najnjezniji nacin. jeli netko vec primjetio kako Ian savrseno koristi glas u glumi? I sitne izraze lica? Posted by: Hannah Apr 13 2004, 01:52 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Mene te scene uvijek do suza dovede, toplina njegovog glasa...cista utjeha, istina izrecena na najnjezniji nacin. jeli netko vec primjetio kako Ian savrseno koristi glas u glumi? I sitne izraze lica? ----------------------------- :yes: Posted by: Evenstar Apr 13 2004, 02:18 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- onaj citat kad Gandalf govori frofi u morji kako nije na nama da se zalimo, nego da zivimo najbolje sto mozemo..neznam sad kako ide, 5 ujutro je i glava mi puca, nemogu spavat...svi znate na kaj mislim. ----------------------------- Frodo: I wish the One Ring had never come to me. I wish that Bilbo had never found it. Gandalf: So do all who live to see such times, but it is not for them to decide. All that we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us. Ne znam, previse religijskih konotacija se veze bas uz taj citat.. i lijep je i mudar.. ali po meni uopce nije jednostavan.. znam da bi religija rekla stavi svoj zivot u bozje ruke i nista lose ti se nece dogoditi, no postoji li koja alternativa? Danas me ovaj citat ljuti. ALL THAT WE HAVE TO DECIDE IS WHAT TO DO WITH THE TIME THAT IS GIVEN US. Mislim, kao da to nije smisao zivota, kao da odlucujem hocu li danas jesti sir ili pastetu za dorucak. Sloboda odluke je divna. Znanje je moc. Ali neznanje je blazeno. A odluka je ionako samo pocetak puta.. Je li lakse kada covjek odlucuje sam o svome zivotu ili kada to netko cini za njega (hint religija). Rekla bih uvijek da je ovo prvo, ali ne danas. Posted by: Gomil Apr 13 2004, 03:44 PM Opet teska i duboka pitanja Eve. P.S. Mozda bi diskusija ovdje bila off topic. Posted by: Elessar Apr 13 2004, 06:09 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- onaj citat kad Gandalf govori frofi u morji kako nije na nama da se zalimo, nego da zivimo najbolje sto mozemo..neznam sad kako ide, 5 ujutro je i glava mi puca, nemogu spavat...svi znate na kaj mislim. Mene te scene uvijek do suza dovede, toplina njegovog glasa...cista utjeha, istina izrecena na najnjezniji nacin. jeli netko vec primjetio kako Ian savrseno koristi glas u glumi? I sitne izraze lica? ----------------------------- To je tzv. Gandalfov "mudri" govor! :D Da slazem se u vezi ovoga kak Ian koristi glas, i to jako dobro radi (ipak je glumac). Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Apr 13 2004, 06:16 PM šic s tim u topice u filmu <_< Posted by: luthien Apr 13 2004, 09:51 PM Eve, bas mi moras izmamit suze??!! :cry: cim sam pocela citat...evo ti na i nemogoh do kraja :huh: dobra su ti pitanja!! Jednostavna a komplicirana i u njima se krije odgovor na sve! Podarit zivot u bozje ruke najsavrsenije je sto mozes ucinit. e, sad dolazi zbunj...sto Bog zeli a sto zeli moj um? Nekada ih teko nemogu razlucit... ok...offfff, i know :ph34r: Posted by: Anuviel Apr 16 2004, 09:31 AM With Manwë dwells Varda, Lady of the Stars, who knows all the regions of Ëa. Too great is her beauty to be declared in the words of Men or of Elves; for the light of Ilúvatar still lives in her face. In light is her power and joy. Out of the deeps of Ëa she came to the aid of Manwë; for Melkor she knew from before the making of the Music and rejected him, and he hated her, and feared her more than all others whom Eru made. Posted by: Earendil Apr 16 2004, 09:58 AM Meni je odlican onaj dijalog Froda i Gildora Ingloriona, kojeg ne mogu bas citirati, jer nemam nista kraj sebe, ali uglavnom, kada je Frodo zatrazio savjet od Gildora vezano za svoje putovanje, Gildor mu je rekao da je ''Savjet opasan dar, cak i kad ga mudrac mudracu daje''. I jos kada je Frodo neposredno kasnije govorio Gildoru nesto sto mu je Bilbo davno rekao, da ''postoji samo jedan put, jedna velika rijeka, ciji su pritoci ispod svacijeg praga, i da je put koji vodi od njihovih vrata, upravo onaj koji vodi do Mrkodola, pa jos i dalje...''. Na taj se dio, koliko se sijecam nadovezuje i onaj legendarni: ''It is a dangerous thing, Frodo, to step on the road, if you keep going and do not keep your feet on, there is no knowing where you might be swept off.'' :unsure: (nemojte me :death: , ako sam sta falila) Ja :wub: lotr! Namaarie svima :hug: Posted by: Anuviel Apr 30 2004, 10:28 AM The Ring of Barahir The eight companions sat around the campfire near the river. They would be crossing the lake at nightfall and heading for Mordor. Pippin decided to break the uncomfortable silence. "Strider," he said, "could you tell us about your ring?" "This ring belonged to Finrod Felagund," Aragorn began, "who brought it from Valinor. Finrod led his people in the Battle of Sudden Flame. He had been cut off from his host, but Barahir my ancient kinsman rescued him. Finrod swore an oath of abiding friendship to Barahir and his kin, giving him this ring. The ring has been passed down from Barahir through many generations of my family." "What happened to Finrod? How did he fulfill this oath?" Aragorn answered Pippin with the following tale. "One of the guards entered Finrod's chamber in Nargothrond. 'The archers have taken a prisoner and are bringing him here now,' said the guard. He held out his hand and said, 'He was carrying this.' "Finrod took a ring from the guard's hand. 'Bring him at once.' The guard left and Finrod looked at the ring carefully. It had been years since he had seen this ring. The twin serpents with emerald eyes had been the badge of Finarfin, his father; Finarfin had remained in Valinor and had not come to Middle-Earth with him. Finrod had brought this ring with him from Valinor. "The doors were opened and the archers entered holding a man. It was not Barahir, but it was clearly one of his kin. 'Leave us,' said Finrod; the archers left and closed the doors. " 'Orcs killed my father, and I am all that remains of his company,' said Beren. He told Finrod of his father's death and how he had recovered this ring from the orcs. He also told of Luthien, the elf-maiden with whom he had fallen in love, and of Thingol, her father, who would only allow Beren to wed Luthien if Beren brought Thingol a Silmaril from Morgoth's crown. He asked Finrod to remember the oath to his father and aid him in this quest. "After a long pause, Finrod answered, 'I will fulfill this oath and give you aid, Beren son of Barahir. We will gather a company tomorrow and set out north for Angband.' "Guards escorted Beren to his guest chambers. Finrod could not sleep that night. He had felt this doom approaching long before. No other knew of his dark thoughts except his sister Galadriel -- when she first came to Nargothrond, he had told her that he would die fulfilling an oath. He knew he would never return to Nargothrond if he aided Beren, but his resolve was firm: he would keep his oath of friendship. "The next day, ten elves joined Beren and Finrod. Finrod laid down his silver crown and appointed his brother Orodreth as steward. The twelve set out. They ambushed an orc party and took their gear; disguised as orcs, the company continued north. "But Sauron, Morgoth's chief captain, was not deceived. He left his tower and confronted the company. Sauron challenged Finrod, and they battled in song. Finrod was powerful and his lore was great, but Sauron was of a higher order. The songs shifted back and forth, from the bliss of Valinor to the betrayal at Helcaraxe, and Sauron had the victory. He removed their disguises, but he could not determine their quest. Sauron shackled them in a prison beneath his tower, and he sent a werewolf to kill them -- one by one -- until they revealed to him their purpose. "Many days went by until only Beren and Finrod remained alive. Finrod had spent countless hours in thought, considering their options. He knew that Sauron would send the werewolf after Beren next; Sauron would surely think that the high elf was the leader of the company. He thought long and hard about Barahir and his oath, and he knew what he must do to give Beren a chance at escape. " 'The werewolf will be coming again soon,' Finrod told him. " 'I cannot stand it any longer,' said Beren. 'Already ten elves have died on my behalf; I will not let you die as well. You have more than fulfilled your oath. I will tell Sauron about the purpose of my quest -- he will take me and let you go.' " 'You do not know Sauron,' said Finrod. 'He will never let either of us go -- especially if you tell him who we are and where we are headed.' "Some time passed before the two eyes of the werewolf appeared again in the dark. Finrod put forth all his strength and broke free from his shackles. As the wolf lunged at Beren, Finrod caught the wolf and threw it to the floor. They wrestled a long and gruesome battle: Finrod killed the werewolf, but the werewolf gave Finrod a fatal wound in the chest. " 'I go now to the halls of Mandos, the house of the dead in this world,' he said. 'I will mostly likely never see you again, since at death men leave the world completely. Good-bye, Beren son of Barahir. I have fulfilled my oath, and so I leave Middle-Earth in peace.' " So Aragorn finished the tale of Finrod Felagund and the Ring of Barahir. Merry returned with some wood and added more to the fire. "Where's Frodo?" he asked, suddenly. Aragorn glanced around and noticed that Frodo was not the only one missing; he saw Boromir's shield unattended, leaning against a tree. malo je dulje, ali mislim da mi nitko nece zamjerit :wub: :wub: :wub: Edited by Anuviel on Apr 30 2004, 10:29 AM Posted by: Anuviel Apr 30 2004, 10:31 AM The Oath of Feanor The gates opened, and Feanor marched into the city. He held high a torch of fire, for all of Valinor had been dark since Melkor and Ungoliant had slain the Two Trees. The Gods had banned Feanor from entering Tirion, but he defied them. Feanor was one of the Noldor, one of the three kindreds of Elves who came to Valinor. The residents of Tirion, his Noldorin kinsmen, gathered around him and followed him to the center of the city. "We Elves first awoke beside the Lake of Cuivienen, ages ago now. We lived in peace and happiness beneath the stars. We had wide realms to rule for our joy and for the good of all Middle-Earth. But the Gods found us and summoned us to Valinor, and many of us came. We thought they meant us good, but what good have we received since we came here? What have we gained? In truth, the Gods feared us; they feared that we would rule Middle-Earh and become too powerful for them to contain. They brought us here to control us, and now we are their prisoners. "I have discovered that a second race, weaker than we Elves and with short lifespans, will arise soon in Middle-Earth. The Gods have kept this secret from us, but we could not remain deceived. They now want us to perform for them and to decorate their halls with our jewels, while they give our lands to this mortal race. We will do so no longer! "The Gods are weak. They could not protect their own land from Melkor, their enemy. He brought with him Ungoliant, the dark spider from the south, and marched into Valinor. Melkor killed the Two Trees; Ungoliant devoured all their light, leaving nothing but darkness. And the Gods deserve this darkness, for their treachery and for hoarding the light from the rest of Middle-Earth. Yavanna wanted to steal and destroy the Silmarils, my Silmarils! The Two Trees were her most precious work, and she needed the light from the Silmarils to rekindle them. But the Silmarils are my most precious work. Do you remember their beauty? They radiated with their own light, for they contain inside them the inner fire of life itself. Even in the deepest darkness, they shine like diamonds. They were more beautiful than Varda's stars and Yavanna's trees. Why should I have given them up so Yavanna could rekindle her trees? I did not stand for this injustice and refused Yavanna. "But now those Silmarils are gone. Melkor stole them and killed Finwe, my father and your king. The Gods could not protect Finwe from being murdered, or me from being robbed. I no longer name him Melkor ('Mighty'), but Morgoth ('Black God') and Bauglir ('Oppressor'). He is indeed kin to the Gods, in descent and in deeds. Are they not all black and oppressing? The light and beauty of the Silmarils now shine in the darkness and desolation of Angband! "The Gods just sit in their halls and mourn, and take no action. Let them mourn! We Noldor will not just sit here, nor we will cheer the Gods with our songs. No more! I will go to Middle-Earth and win back my Silmarils. As the oldest son of Finwe, I now claim the kingship of the Noldor. Which of you will follow your king, Feanor son of Finwe, to war against Morgoth Bauglir in Middle-Earth?" Feanor stirred up the hearts of the great host of the Noldor with this speech. Only from the other members of the royal house did there arise any dissent. But great was that dissent, and Feanor debated long with his brothers Finarfin and Fingolfin. Feanor was more clever and persuasive in speech. The Noldor heeded his words. Even the children of Finarfin and Fingolfin were divided and debated amongst themselves; in the end, thoughts of their own realms in Middle-Earth persuaded these princes (and even one princess) of the Noldor to side with their uncle Feanor over their own fathers. Feanor's seven sons rose to his side and drew their swords. All eight of them swore a terrible oath, calling everlasting darkness upon themselves if they should break it and calling Manwe and Varda as their witnesses: "We shall regard as enemies anyone who withholds from us a Silmaril -- whether it be Morgoth Bauglir or one his offspring, or one of the mortals that will awake in Middle-Earth, or even one of the Elves or one of the Noldor, or one of the Gods! We will fight to the death to avenge our wrongs and to regain the Silmarils." The host was assembled in haste and set out from Tirion. But many who had wished to leave Valinor did not wish to have Feanor as their king. Fingolfin and Finarfin, seeing that their counsel had failed, relunctantly went with the host; many of the Noldor took Fingolfin as their king. Divided, the host set out from Valinor to return to Middle-Earth. :cry: :cry: :cry: Posted by: Anuviel Apr 30 2004, 10:46 AM Tuor Marries Idril Tuor stood outside his house, looking down on the city of Gondolin. He had lived there for seven years now, in the surrounding mountains, so that he could look out over the valley as he had done when first he came to Gondolin. What beauty he saw there! But he believed the words of Ulmo; he believed that Gondolin would be destroyed. He saw future sorrow and great loss: the entire valley covered in flames, crawling with hideous dragons and balrogs. It broke his heart, and he could hardly stand to look upon it any longer. He most likely would have left Gondolin by now, had it not been for Idril. Idril. The Noldorin princess. The daughter of King Turgon. She had been at the king's side that day, seven years ago, when the king had rejected Ulmo's message. Her beauty had captivated him at that moment. He saw deep wisdom in her eyes. The music of her voice had filled him with longing, just as the music of the sea. He loved her at that first meeting and knew that he would always love her. The king was holding a feast this night, to celebrate freedom from Morgoth within the surrouding mountains; the whole city had been invited. Tuor knew he would see the princess there; he had arranged to sit next to her at the banquet table. He was very nervous about this night, as he made his way down into the valley and into the banquet hall. Idril had already arrived, and she smiled at Tuor when he took his seat next to her. Turgon proposed many toasts throughout the evening; one he proposed for Tuor, who had "come from Vinyamar and spoken the words of Ulmo." Tuor paid hardly any attention to the toast made in his honor; he was instead gazing upon Idril. Their eyes met; she smiled at him and blushed, as her father spoke such words of praise. He saw in her smile a happines, richly mingled with sorrow. They both had known for some time that they shared feelings for each other. When the toast was over and the applause died down, Tuor asked Idril to walk with him. As they left the great banquet hall, Turgon smiled. He knew his daughter had fallen in love with Tuor the first day they met, and he wanted her to be happy. He had already given Tuor his blessing for what he planned that night. Tuor and Idril walked out of the city, down to the great fountain. They sat there and talked, as they had done for years. "I love this fountain," said Idril. "It reminds me of the sea." "Years ago I saw the sea," said Tuor, "in all its splendor. I forever hear it calling to me." "I have not seen it since I lived in Vinyamar. I could hear Ulmo's voice singing to me then, ever so softly, and I still hear it in my dreams." "I can tell you are happy here," Tuor said, "but I see a deep sorrow weighing on your heart. What saddens you?" "I was born in Valinor," Idril began, "Though I was only a child at the time, I was happy there. Mother was with me then." "Where is she now?" asked Tuor. "She died crossing the Helcaraxe," she said. She paused as tears began to fall upon her cheeks. "She died trying to protect me from the cold. All my joy in Middle-Earth is marred by that loss. Gondolin is beautiful, I know; Father takes great pride in it. But we should never have come here; I should never have lost Mother." "But that is not all that troubles you, is it?" "I also see the destruction of Gondolin in my dreams. I have seen it for years, long before you came," she said. "I know I will lose Father then. I wish Father had heeded Ulmo's warning." "Ulmo knew Turgon would reject the message, I believe. He told me that I was more than just a messenger and that hope for the Noldor lies within me. My coming here was not in vain." "No, it was not in vain," said Idril, "at least not for me. When I first heard you speak, I knew that we shared the same happiness and the same longing -- and the same sorrow." "I have loved you since I first heard your voice," said Tuor, "like the singing of the sea. We have so much to share, so many ways to enrich the other's life. I want to share my joys, no matter how short-lived, with you. I want to help you bear your sorrows and to have your help in bearing mine. The world is a beautiful place -- no less beautiful because of its sorrow -- and I want to share that beauty with you all of my days. Idril, will you marry me?" She smiled at him, and took his hand in hers. "Of course I will, Tuor of Gondolin." She reached over and hugged him, and they walked hand in hand back to the city. Tuor had never known such joy in all his life. Tuor and Idril were married shortly after. They lived in that house, up in the surrounding mountains. Together they would look down upon the city of Gondolin. Together they would climb to the tops of the mountains and look west towards the sea in longing. The following spring, Idril gave birth to a son; they named him Earendil. The days of Earendil's youth -- before Morgoth learned the location of the hidden city and prepared an assault to destroy it -- were happy days for Tuor and Idril, and indeed for the entire city of Gondolin. Though neither Tuor nor Idril knew it, Earendil was the "last hope" of which Ulmo had spoken. :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: Anuviel Apr 30 2004, 10:50 AM Luthien's Mortal Choice The four hobbits had gone to sleep and Aragorn kept watch. He knew what would happen if the Black Riders found the Ring. He tried to focus his mind on getting to Rivendell, but his thoughts kept wandering to Arwen. Arwen. He remembered the first time he saw her. He had thought she was Luthien, the fairest elf-maiden of all. He loved her at that first meeting, and he still loved her. He thought often about Beren and Luthien, but he knew it only encouraged him to hope in the impossible. He started to sing from the Lay of Leithian, which contains their tale. "Who is she?" came a voice from behind him. He turned around suddenly, as if startled out of a dream. Frodo had listened to quite a bit of Aragorn's song, and he knew enough Elvish to pick up the general sense. "Luthien, the elf-maiden who gave her love to Beren, a mortal." "What happened to her?" "Luthien wept as she held Beren in her arms," Aragorn began. "Thingol had recovered the Silmaril from the wolf, but Beren had been mortally wounded in the hunt. The happiest and most joyous occasions of her life she had spent with Beren. She could not live in this world once he had departed from it. The thought of it was more than she could bear, and she died at that moment from grief. Her spirit traveled over the sea to the halls of Mandos, the house of the dead. Would she see Beren again, or had he already left and traveled beyond the circles of the world? When she arrived, she fell before Mandos and wept. She was speechless. "Her great sorrow -- the greatest ever felt in this world -- welled up within her as a song; she could not help but sing it. With all her strength, she sang the most fair and lovely, and yet most sorrowful, song that has ever been sung. She sang of the creation of the world and of the coming of the Gods into it: how they are bound to its fate and will not outlive it. She sang of the creation of the stars at the first awakening of the elves, and of the sorrow of the elves: they must remain in the world and are bound to its fate; they cannot escape it through death and will perish with it; they weary of the world but must endure it. She sang of the death of the trees and the birth of the sun and the moon and the mysterious origins of the race of men, and of the grief of men: they must leave the world and are separated from its fate; they have a love of the world in their hearts yet must leave it; they do not know what Iluvatar has in store for them after death. She sang of the mysterious will of Iluvatar in his design of the world: none can understand it. Her tears fell on Mandos' feet as she wove these two contrasting elements -- life and death, mortality and immortality -- into such a beautiful harmony that even Mandos was moved with pity. "He took Luthien's hand, helped her to her feet, and comforted her. " 'Has he gone, then?' " 'No,' said Mandos, 'he remains here, for a time. But it is beyond my power to keep him here forever.' " 'May I see him, please, one last time?' she cried. "He called for Beren, and Beren came before him. The couple embraced and walked for some time, hand in hand. They both grieved because of the sorrowful fate that forced them to be apart. "They returned, and Mandos addressed Luthien. 'Your song has moved all of the Gods, more than you can imagine. This song will be sung in Valinor as long as the world lasts, and it will always bring us grief. I have spoken with Manwe: though we cannot change Beren's fate, we can give you a choice over yours. Two choices we give you: you can live with the gods in Valinor, where you will forget all your grief and live in joy until the end of the world; or you can forsake immortality and return to Middle-Earth with Beren, where you will both eventually die a second time and then will leave this world as those of the race of men do.' "She thought of her father, and of the Gods, and of this world she loved so much. She thought of the high elves in Valinor that she had never met, of the stars, and of the sun and the moon. All of this she could enjoy for as long as the world lasted. Then she turned to Beren. She could enjoy this mortal man for a short time, and then face an unknown destiny beyond the world. She took his hands in hers and said, 'I would rather spend one lifetime with you than spend all the ages of this world alone. I choose a mortal life.' "Thus she chose her fate, and the two returned to Middle-Earth as mortals. They spent some time with Thingol and Melian, but soon after went into the forest to live alone. They lived together and had a son, Dior. From him came the kings of both men and elves. No one saw Beren and Luthien die, but they both left this world never to return." "Now get some rest," said Aragorn. Frodo laid back down and went to sleep. Although he loved Arwen, Aragorn knew he could not ask her to do as Luthien had done -- to forsake her people and her immortality -- for him. If he made it to Rivendell, he knew he would see her there: this time, he would have to say goodbye to her. He stood up and checked around their campsite, then returned to his watch and began to sing again from the Lay of Leithian. Bibliography Posted by: Anuviel Apr 30 2004, 10:59 AM 'Thus fell the High King of the Noldor; and they beat him into the dust with their maces, and his banner, blue and silver, they trod into the mire of his blood.' JRR Tolkien, The Silmarillion, Chapter 20: 'Of the Fifth Battle-Nirnaeth Arnoediad' :cry: Posted by: Hannah May 5 2004, 02:04 PM :banned: ....premjesteno u LotR citate iz filma Edited by Hannah on May 5 2004, 03:12 PM Posted by: Arkaal May 6 2004, 07:43 AM ''That Galadriel chick is a real HOT MUM-A!'' - misaoni proces svih muskaraca u Druzini dok se odmaraju u Lorienskim toplicama... Posted by: saruman May 11 2004, 01:24 PM :rolleyes: bajke arkaal, bajke su to Posted by: Arkaal May 11 2004, 01:55 PM Yeah, I know Saruman... Nadam se da nema nitko nista protiv da povucem moju - stupidnu salu - gore navedenu - i izjavim - meni je ipak najdrazi jedan citat iz Sillmariliona - citavi Feanorov govor Noldorima... Vrli pozdravi Posted by: Lady Gladden May 22 2004, 07:17 PM Frodo and Sam stood as if enchanted. The wind puffed out. The leaves hung silently again on stiff branches. There was another burst of song, and then suddenly, hopping and dancing along the path, there appeard above the reeds an old battered hat with a tall crown and a long blue feather stuck in the band. With another hop and a bound there came into view a man, or so it seemed. At any rate he was too large and heavy for a hobbit, if not quite tall enough for one of the Big People, though he made enough noise for one, stumping along with great yellow boots on his thick legs, and charching through the grass and rushes like a cow going down to drink. He had a blue coat and a long brown beard; his eyes were blue and bright, and his face was red as a ripe apple, but creased into a hundred wrinkles of laughter. In his hands he carried on a large leaf as on a tray a small pile of white water-lilies. :wub: naravno, pojavljivanje Toma Bombadila. Posted by: Lady Gladden May 22 2004, 07:24 PM Down a long flight of steps the Lady went into a deep green hollow, through which ran murmuring the silver stream that issued from the fountain on the hill. At the bottom, upon a low pedestal carved like a branching tree, stood a basin of silver, wide and shallow, and beside it stood a silver ewer. With water from the stream Galadriel filled the basin to the brim, and breathed on it, and when the water was still again she spoke:"Here is the Mirror of Galadriel", she said. "I have brought you here so that you may look in it, if you will." The air was very still, and the dell was dark, and the Elf-lady beside him was tall and pale. "What shall we look for, and what shall we see?" asked Frodo, filled with the awe... :lukavi: Posted by: Anya Jul 1 2004, 01:47 PM "Farewell, Aragorn! Go to Minas Tirith and save my people! I have failed." "No!" said Aragorn, taking his hand and kissing his brow. "You have conquered. Few have gained such a victory. Be at peace! Minas Tirith shall not fall!" :cry: :cry: Mislim da ne moram pisati sta je ovo... Posted by: Anya Jul 1 2004, 01:54 PM "Eowyn I am, Eomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him." A ovo je jedan od dijelova knjige koji je zavrsio jako neslavno u filmu <_< Eowyn i WiKi Posted by: arien Jul 1 2004, 06:55 PM 'He halted just by us and looked down at us. 'Gandalf!' I said at last. but my voice was only a whisper. Did he say: "Hullo, Pippin! This is a pleasant surprise!"? No, indeed! He said: "Get up, you tom-fool of a Took! Where, in the name of wonder, in all this ruin is Treebeard? I want him. Quick!" :rofl: :rofl: :rofl: susret gandalfa i pippina u isengardu Posted by: Anya Jul 2 2004, 01:29 PM ''With a terrible cry the Balrog fell forward, and its shadow plunged down and vanished. But even as it fell it swung its whip, and the thongs lashed and curled about the wizard's knees, dragging him to the brink. He staggered and fell, grasped vainly at the stone, and slid into the abyss. "Fly, you fools!" he cried, and was gone.'' :lukavi: Moja nekadasnja signatura :rotfl: Posted by: antocjo Jul 2 2004, 04:08 PM "Do not scorn pity that is the gift of a gentle heart, Eowyn! But I do not offer you my pity. For you are a lady high and valiant and have yourself won renown that shall not be forgotten; and you are a lady beautiful, I deem, beyond even the words of the Elven-tongue to tell. And I love you. Once I pitied your sorrow. But now, were you sorrowless, without fear or any lack, were you the blissful Queen of Gondor, still I would love you. Eowyn, do you not love me?" -Faramir :wub: Posted by: Anya Jul 4 2004, 04:32 PM Awww!! :wub: AWWWWW!!!! :wub: :wub: :wub: Antocjooo :wub: :wub: (IMAGE: http://www.nevrast.net/smileys/faramireowyn.gif) :hug: :hug: :hug: Posted by: Evenstar Jul 4 2004, 05:01 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- "antocjov citat" ----------------------------- :huh: :wow: Posted by: Goldberry Jul 4 2004, 07:50 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- "Do not scorn pity that is the gift of a gentle heart, Eowyn! But I do not offer you my pity. For you are a lady high and valiant and have yourself won renown that shall not be forgotten; and you are a lady beautiful, I deem, beyond even the words of the Elven-tongue to tell. And I love you. Once I pitied your sorrow. But now, were you sorrowless, without fear or any lack, were you the blissful Queen of Gondor, still I would love you. Eowyn, do you not love me?" -Faramir :wub: ----------------------------- :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: arien Jul 4 2004, 11:11 PM na isengard, na isengard, iako je cvrst i jak, ko led hladan, pust i gadan na njeg cemo u boj poci, smrvit kamen ko led hladan, srusit dveri, nistit moci! enti idu u boj :wub: Posted by: antocjo Jul 5 2004, 08:56 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- "antocjov citat" ----------------------------- :huh: :wow: ----------------------------- a cemu " :huh: " ? samo citiram... :nemanpojma: Posted by: antocjo Jul 6 2004, 11:05 AM And before the Sun had fallen far from the noon out of the East there came a great Eagle flying, and he bore tidings beyond hope from the Lords of the West, crying: _Sing now, ye people of the Tower of Anor, for the Realm of Sauron is ended for ever, and the Dark Tower is thrown down. Sing and rejoice, ye people of the Tower of Guard, for your watch hath not been in vain, and the Black Gate is broken, and your King hath passed through, and he is victorious. Sing and be glad, all ye children of the West, for your King shall come again, and he shall dwell among you all the days of your life. And the Tree that was withered shall be renewed, and he shall plant it in the high places, and the City shall be blessed. Sing all ye people!_ :nema_smajlija: Posted by: Anuviel Jul 7 2004, 09:47 AM "As they came to the gates Cirdan the Shipwright came forth to greet them. Very tall he was, and his beard was long, and he was grey and old, save that his eyes were keen as stars; and he looked at them and bowed, and said: "All is now ready." Then Cirdan led them to the Havens, and there was a white ship lying, and upon the quay beside a great grey horse stood a figure robed all in white awaiting them. As he turned and came towards them Frodo saw that Gandalf now wore openly upon his hand the Third Ring, Narya the Great and the stone upon it was red as fire. Then those who were to go were glad, for they knew that Gandalf also would take ship with them." Posted by: Anuviel Jul 7 2004, 09:49 AM "Then Frodo kissed Merry and Pippin, and last of all Sam, and went aboard; and the sails were drawn up, and the wind blew, and slowly the ship slipped away down the long grey firth; and the light of the glass of Galadriel that Frodo bore glimmered and was lost. And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water. And then it seemed to him that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the grey rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a fair green country under a swift sunrise. But to Sam the evening deepened to darkness as he stood at the Haven; and as he looked at the grey sea he saw only a shadow on the waters that was soon lost in the West. There still he stood far into the night, hearing only the sigh and murmur of the waves on the shores of Middle-earth, and the sound of them sank deep into his heart. Beside him stood Merry and Pippin, and they were silent. " :cry: :cry: :cry: :wub: Posted by: Elessar Jul 17 2004, 04:33 PM "The Sword of Elendil was forged anew by Elvish smiths, and on its blade was traced a device of seven stars set between the crescent Moon and the rayed Sun, and about them was written many runes; for Aragorn son of Arathorn was going to war upon the marches of Mordor. Very bright was that sword when it was made whole again; the light of the sun shone redly in it, and the light of the moon shone cold, and its edge was hard and keen. And Aragorn gave it a new name and called it Anduril, Flame of the West." Edited by Elessar on Jul 17 2004, 05:34 PM Posted by: Elessar Jul 23 2004, 03:26 PM “On the third morning Caradhras rose before them, a mighty peak, tripped with snow like silver, but with sheer naked sides, dull red as if stained with blood.” Posted by: Earendil Aug 31 2004, 08:47 AM O Elbereth! Gilthoniel! We still remember, we who dwell, in this far land behind the trees, the starlight on the western seas! To je samo jedan dio(posljednji stih)kojeg sam zapamtila iz pjesme kojom vilenjaci zazivaju zvijezdanu gospu... Posted by: elrond Aug 31 2004, 08:57 AM Song of Eärendil Eärendil was a mariner that tarried in Arvernien; he built a boat of timber felled in Nimbrethil to journey in; her sails he wove of silver fair, of silver were her lanterns made, her prow was fashioned like a swan, and light upon her banners laid. In panoply of ancient kings, in chained rings he armoured him; his shining shield was scored with runes to ward all wounds and harm from him; his bow was made of dragon-horn, his arrows shorn of ebony, of silver was his habergeon, his scabbard of chalcedony; his sword of steel was valiant, of adamant his helmet tall, an eagle-plume upon his crest, upon his breast an emerald. Beneath the Moon and under star he wandered far from northern strands, bewildered on enchanted ways beyond the days of mortal lands. From gnashing of the Narrow Ice where shadow lies on frozen hills, from nether heats and burning waste he turned in haste, and roving still on starless waters far astray at last he came to Night of Naught, and passed, and never sight he saw of shining shore nor light he sought. The winds of wrath came driving him, and blindly in the foam he fled from west to east and errandless, unheralded he homeward sped. There flying Elwing came to him, and flame was in the darkness lit; more bright than light of diamond the fire upon her carcanet. The Silmaril she bound on him and crowned him with the living light and dauntless then with burning brow he turned his prow; and in the night from Otherworld beyond the Sea there strong and free a storm arose, a wind of power in Tarmenel; by paths that seldom mortal goes his boat it bore with biting breath as might of death across the grey and long-forsaken seas distressed: from east to west he passed away. Through Evernight he back was borne on black and roaring waves that ran o'er leagues unlit and foundered shores that drowned before the Days began, until he heard on strands of pearl where ends the world the music long, where ever-foaming billows roll the yellow gold and jewels wan. He saw the Mountain silent rise where twilight lies upon the knees of Valinor, and Eldamar beheld afar beyond the seas. A wanderer escaped from night to haven white he came at last, to Elvenhome the green and fair where keen the air, where pale as glass beneath the Hill of Ilmarin a-glimmer in valley sheer the lamplit towers of Tirion are mirrored on the Shadowmere. He tarried there from errantry, and melodies they taught to him, and sages old him marvels told, and harps of gold they brought to him. They clothed him then in elven-white, and seven lights before him sent, as through the Calacirian to hidden land forlorn he went. "Sil-Earendil" © by Ted Nasmith He came unto the timeless halls where shining fall the countless years, and endless reigns the Elder King in Ilmarin on Mountain sheer; and words unheard were spoken then of folk of Men and Elven-kin. Beyond the world were visions showed forbid to those that dwell therein. A ship then new they built for him of mithril and of elven-glass with shining prow; no shaven oar nor sail she bore on silver mast: the Silmaril as lantern light and banner bright with living flame to gleam thereon by Elbereth herself was set, who thither came and wings immortal made for him, and laid on him undying doom, to sail the shoreless skies and come behind the Sun and light of Moon. From Evereven's lofty hills where softly silver fountains fall his wings him bore, a wandering light, beyond the mighty Mountain Wall. From World's End then he turned away, and yearned again to find afar his home through shadows journeying, and burning as an island star on high above the mists he came, a distant flame before the Sun, a wonder ere the waking dawn where grey the Norland waters run. And over Middle-earth he passed and heard at last the weeping sore of women and of elven-maids in Elder Days, in years of yore. But on him mighty doom was laid, till Moon should fade, an orbéd star to pass, and tarry never more on Hither Shores where mortals are; for ever still a herald on an errand that should never rest to bear his shining lamp afar, the Flammifer of Westernesse. From Book 1, The Fellowship of the Ring The leaves were long, the grass was green, The hemlock-umbels tall and fair, And in the glade a light was seen Of stars in shadow shimmering. Tinúviel was dancing there To music of a pipe unseen, And light of stars was in her hair, And in her raiment glimmering. There Beren came from mountains cold, And lost he wandered under leaves, And where the Elven-river rolled He walked alone and sorrowing. He peered between the hemlock-leaves And saw in wonder flowers of gold Upon her mantle and her sleeves, And her hair like shadow following. Enchantment healed his weary feet That over hills were doomed to roam; And forth he hastened, strong and fleet, And grasped at moonbeams glistening. Through woven woods in Elvenhome She lightly fled on dancing feet, And left him lonely still to roam In the silent forest listening. He heard there oft the flying sound Of feet as light as linden-leaves, Or music welling underground, In hidden hollows quavering. Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves, And one by one with sighing sound Whispering fell the beachen leaves In the wintry woodland wavering. He sought her ever, wandering far Where leaves of years were thickly strewn, By light of moon and ray of star In frosty heavens shivering. Her mantle glinted in the moon, As on a hill-top high and far She danced, and at her feet was strewn A mist of silver quivering. When winter passed, she came again, And her song released the sudden spring, Like rising lark, and falling rain, And melting water bubbling. He saw the elven-flowers spring About her feet, and healed again He longed by her to dance and sing Upon the grass untroubling. He came unto the timeless halls where shining fall the countless years, and endless reigns the Elder King in Ilmarin on Mountain sheer; and words unheard were spoken then of folk of Men and Elven-kin. Beyond the world were visions showed forbid to those that dwell therein. A ship then new they built for him of mithril and of elven-glass with shining prow; no shaven oar nor sail she bore on silver mast: the Silmaril as lantern light and banner bright with living flame to gleam thereon by Elbereth herself was set, who thither came and wings immortal made for him, and laid on him undying doom, to sail the shoreless skies and come behind the Sun and light of Moon. From Evereven's lofty hills where softly silver fountains fall his wings him bore, a wandering light, beyond the mighty Mountain Wall. From World's End then he turned away, and yearned again to find afar his home through shadows journeying, and burning as an island star on high above the mists he came, a distant flame before the Sun, a wonder ere the waking dawn where grey the Norland waters run. And over Middle-earth he passed and heard at last the weeping sore of women and of elven-maids in Elder Days, in years of yore. But on him mighty doom was laid, till Moon should fade, an orbéd star to pass, and tarry never more on Hither Shores where mortals are; for ever still a herald on an errand that should never rest to bear his shining lamp afar, the Flammifer of Westernesse. Posted by: Earendil Aug 31 2004, 08:59 AM :klap: Elronde, savrsena mi je pjesma o Earendilu iz FOTR! Posted by: elrond Aug 31 2004, 09:00 AM zakaj citat???? :nemanpojma: došlo mi :wub: :bonk: (valjda PTSP od jučerašnjeg postanja "teme iz LoTr-a nek skida tko hoće :D Posted by: Earendil Sep 1 2004, 10:10 AM All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wonder are lost; The old that is strong does not whither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadow shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shell be king. Edited by Earendil on Sep 1 2004, 11:10 AM Posted by: antocjo Sep 3 2004, 09:42 AM "...Ali nije mu bilo pomoći. Balrozi bijahu uništeni, osim nekolicine koja je utekla i sakrila se u nepristupačne špilje u zemljinim korijenima..." :hah: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 3 2004, 07:21 PM :huh: It wasn't me. :ph34r: Ja sam bio vas.... :ph34r: Posted by: Earendil Sep 14 2004, 09:19 AM Gil-galad was an Elven king, of him the harpers sadly sing; the last whose realm was fair and free, between the Mountains and the Sea. His swod was long, his lance was keen, his shining helm afair was seen; the countless stars of heaven's field, were mirrored in his silver shield. But long ago he rode away, and where he dwelleth none can say; for into darkness fell his star, in Mordor where the shadows are. Svaki put kada ovo procitam, najezim se na samu misao...zamislite te brojne zvijezde izrazito cistog nocnog neba, kako se odrazavaju na Gil-galadovom stitu...svetlo je Valara u njima i sija iz njega, pozdrav od Elbereth u nocnoj tami, prijetnja Valara i gnijev zapada, sve sadrzano kroz nekoliko stihova :wub: Posted by: Earendil Sep 17 2004, 08:55 AM Ovo je čića (Old Guffer, Sams father) rekao Samu jednom prilikom;... ''Elves and Dragons!''He says to him. ''Cabbages and potatoes are better for me and for you. Dont go getting mixed up in the business of your better, or you'll land in trouble too big for you.'' Ovo mi se nekako usjeklo. Tipicnan stav vecine drustva i onda i danas... Posted by: Anduril Sep 17 2004, 02:02 PM Procitao Silm i uzeo ponovno citati ROTK. :wub: tesko mi palo. uglavnom citam ja ROTK na kompu se vrti soundtrack. dodjem do onoga dijela kada ispracaju Theodena u Rohan, a kompu krenula Enya-May It Be. zamislite to :wub: Iz sumnje, iz mraka dosao je do dana Sto se radja, suncu pjevajuc, maca isukana. Da nadu nam vrati i u nadi zgine, Jaci od smrti jaci od straha, i kletvu nam skine. Sad nema ga medju zivim, i nema ga medju nama. Bud vjecna mu slava! Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 17 2004, 09:12 PM :wub: Posted by: Hannah Sep 17 2004, 10:05 PM Ali baš kad je Sam izgubio nadu ili je pomislio da ju je izgubio, nada mu se prometnula u novu snagu :wub: Ta divna nada :klap: Posted by: NIghtElf Sep 18 2004, 01:42 AM meni je nekako se urezo u pamćenje citat u razgovoru Boromir-Aragorn kada je Boromir bio na samrti zadnje riječi Our people! Posted by: Slash-cr Oct 2 2004, 10:08 PM Frodo:same,idem u mrodor Sam:nravno da idete.a ja ću s vama Ovaj citat mi je baš osto u pamćenju,zakon,magnificent Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 2 2004, 10:34 PM ''PA, OVDJE KONACNO, DRAGI PRIJATELJI, NA OBALAMA MORA, DOLAZI KRAJ NASEM DRUGARSTVU NA SREDNJOJ ZEMLJI. IDITE U MIRU! JA NECU RECI: NE PLACITE; JER NISU SVE SUZE ZLO!'' :wub: Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 2 2004, 10:39 PM '' VILENJACI RIJETKO DAJU SAVJET BEZ OGRADA, JER SAVJET JE OPASAN DAR, CAK I OD MUDRIH MUDRIMA, A SVI PUTEVI MOGU POCI PO ZLU. '' :wub: Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 2 2004, 10:40 PM '' A TADA DRUGI CIST GLAS, MLAD I PRASTAR KAO PROLJECE, POPUT PJESME NEKE SRECNE VODE STO TECE DOLE U NOC IZ SVIJETLOG JUTRA U BRDIMA, DODJE SLIVAJUCI SE KAO TECNO SREBRO NJIMA U SUSRET...'' :wub: Posted by: Anya Oct 3 2004, 02:25 PM "That Gandalf should be late, does not bode well. But it is said: 'Do not meddle in the affairs of Wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.' The choice is yours: to go or wait." -Gildor "Indeed in nothing is the power of the Dark Lord more clearly shown than in the estrangement that divides all those who still oppose him." -Haldir :wub: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Oct 3 2004, 10:43 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- '' A TADA DRUGI CIST GLAS, MLAD I PRASTAR KAO PROLJECE, POPUT PJESME NEKE SRECNE VODE STO TECE DOLE U NOC IZ SVIJETLOG JUTRA U BRDIMA, DODJE SLIVAJUCI SE KAO TECNO SREBRO NJIMA U SUSRET...'' :wub: ----------------------------- nije crnkovic..... :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: Goldberry Oct 4 2004, 10:44 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- "That Gandalf should be late, does not bode well. But it is said: 'Do not meddle in the affairs of Wizards, for they are subtle and quick to anger.' The choice is yours: to go or wait." -Gildor "Indeed in nothing is the power of the Dark Lord more clearly shown than in the estrangement that divides all those who still oppose him." -Haldir :wub: ----------------------------- :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 13 2004, 10:09 PM "He who breaks a thing to find out what it is, has left the path of wisdom." Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Oct 13 2004, 10:30 PM :wub: Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 20 2004, 08:29 PM "Do not scorn pity that is the gift of a gentle heart, Eowyn! But I do not offer you my pity. For you are a lady high and valiant and have yourself won renown that shall not be forgotten; and you are a lady beautiful, I deem, beyond even the words of the Elven-tongue to tell. And I love you. Once I pitied your sorrow. But now, were you sorrowless, without fear or any lack, were you the blissful Queen of Gondor, still I would love you. Eowyn, do you not love me?" :wub: Posted by: atjeroid Oct 20 2004, 08:42 PM U boj! U boj! Theoden vas zove! Spram zlodjela, paljevine, opačine koplja naša nek polete, štitovi se raspolute! Dan je mača, crven-dan je, prije neg se sunce rodi, Uzjašimo i krenimo, sudba nas u Gondor vodi! Edited by atjeroid on Oct 20 2004, 08:42 PM Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 21 2004, 08:35 PM ''To the Sea, to the Sea! The white gulls are crying, The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying. West, west away, the round sun is falling. Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling. The voices of my people that have gone before me? I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me; For our days are ending and our years failing. I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing. Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling, Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling, In Eressëa, in Elvenhome that no man can discover, Where the leaves fall not: land of my people for ever!'' :rolleyes: Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 21 2004, 08:42 PM ''Where now are the Dúnedain, Elessar, Elessar? Why do thy kinsfolk wander afar? Near is the hour when the Lost should come forth, And the Grey Company ride from the North. But dark is the path appointed for thee: The Dead watch the road that leads to the Sea. Legolas Greenleaf long under tree In joy thou hast lived. Beware of the Sea! If thou hearest the cry of the gull on the shore, Thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more.'' :rolleyes: Posted by: Tuilé Oct 21 2004, 10:27 PM Pa... vratio sam se. Posted by: Anya Oct 22 2004, 06:50 PM :wub: :wub: Arwen Tuilé :klap: Posted by: Anya Oct 22 2004, 07:12 PM ‘Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. I have not much hope that Gollum can be cured before he dies, but there is a chance of it. And he is bound up with the fate of the Ring. My heart tells me that he has some part to play yet, for good or ill, before the end; and when that comes, the pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many – yours not least.’ – Gandalf (The Shadow of the Past, p. 58) I jedan jako poseban citat :rolleyes: O:) With a terrible cry the Balrog fell forward, and its shadows plunged down and vanished. But even as it fell it swung its whip, and the thongs lashed and curled about the wizard’s knees, dragging him to the brink. He staggered and fell, grasped vainly at the stone, and slid into the abyss. ‘Fly, you fools!’ he cried, and was gone. :whistling: Posted by: Haldir Oct 25 2004, 12:09 PM Zna li itko kako ide ono što Gandalf govoro pippinu u Bijelom gradu na balkonu (u filmu), ono o smrti?? Posted by: Ellin Oct 25 2004, 12:13 PM Ne znam napamet, a ne mogu skinuti s DVD-a jer sam ga trenutno posudila frendu. Vratit ce mi brzo. Ako ne nabavis prije, podsjeti me za koji dan. Posted by: antocjo Oct 25 2004, 12:15 PM To si vec jednom spominjao ali u pravom topicu... mozda nisi skuzio ali odgovorio sam ti, sort of :D (URL: http://www.hrtolkienboard.org/forums/index.php?s=&act=ST&f=3&t=85&st=690#entry130810) Posted by: Haldir Oct 25 2004, 12:41 PM Sorry thanx! Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Oct 25 2004, 07:04 PM "But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Eowyn I am, Eomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him." :wub: Posted by: Hannah Oct 25 2004, 11:32 PM :wub: Posted by: Thuringwethil Oct 31 2004, 09:56 PM ''Many are my names in many countries, Mithrandir among the Elves, Tharkűn to the Dwarves; Olórin I was in my youth in the West that is forgotten, In the south Incánus, in the North Gandalf; to the East I go not.'' :wub: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Oct 31 2004, 11:09 PM Ah, da nisam balrog, rekao bih da je ovo prekrasan prvi post, Thuringwethil... :wub: samo tako nastavi, moze? :booyah: Posted by: Thuringwethil Nov 1 2004, 12:13 AM Tnx, I'll give my best :booyah: Posted by: Anya Nov 3 2004, 12:30 PM ''Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing? Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing? Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow; The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning, Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?'' :cry: Posted by: galadriel0hr Nov 3 2004, 12:31 PM :crryyy: :crryyy: :crryyy: Posted by: elrond Nov 3 2004, 01:07 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- :crryyy: :crryyy: :crryyy: ----------------------------- (IMAGE: http://www.splash-bad.de/kontakt/gewinnspiel/zewa_maerz.jpg) :hug: Posted by: Haldir Nov 3 2004, 01:09 PM Gil-galad was an Elven-king. Of him the harpers sadly sing: the last whose realm was fair and free between the Mountains and the Sea. His sword was long, his lance was keen, his shining helm afar was seen; the countless stars of heaven's field were mirrored in his silver shield. But long ago he rode away, and where he dwelleth none can say; for into darkness fell his star in Mordor where the shadows are. Posted by: galadriel0hr Nov 3 2004, 01:12 PM :crryyy: :crryyy: :crryyy: (brišem suze Elrondovim poklonom) (IMAGE: http://www.splash-bad.de/kontakt/gewinnspiel/zewa_maerz.jpg) Posted by: Morwen Tivele Nov 3 2004, 03:20 PM <_< vi me samo zelite raspekmezit :cry: :crryyy: :crryyy: :crryyy: galadry dodaj mi maramice molim te :rofl: Posted by: Elros Nov 10 2004, 11:50 AM " - Dakako da je sva prilika, prijatelji moji - polako on prozbori - sva je prilika da mi upravo odlazimo u svoju propast, da je ovo posljednji marš enta. Ali da smo ostali kod kuće skrštenih ruku, opet bi nas, kad-tad, snašla propast. Ta misao već poodavno raste u našim srcima, i zato sad mi i marširamo. Nismo mi tu odluku donijeli naprečac. Sad bar ovaj posljednji marš enta možda bude vrijedan pjesme. Jest - uzdahne - možda ćemo pomoći drugim narodima prije nego što propadnemo. Ipak, žao mi je što nisam doživio ostvarenje pjesama o enticama. Žao mi je što nisam još jednom vidio Fimbrethil. Ali eto, prijatelji moji, pjesme, kao i drveće, urode plodom samo u svoje vrijeme i na svoj način: a gdjekad i uvenu prije vremena." Posted by: mellon Nov 10 2004, 01:08 PM I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that they were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair I sit beside and think Of how the wolrd will be when winter comes without a spring that I shall ever see . . . . I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and people who will see a world that I shall never know Posted by: Haldir Nov 10 2004, 01:11 PM Arise now, arise, Riders of Theoden! Dire deeds awake, dark is eastward. Let horse be bridled, horn be sounded! Forth Eorlingas! Posted by: Haldir Nov 10 2004, 01:12 PM DWARVEN SONG OF WIND The wind was on the withered heath, but in the forest stirred no leaf: there shadows lay by night and day, and dark things silent crept beneath. The wind came down from mountains cold, and like a tide it roared and rolled; the branches groaned, the forest moaned, and leaves were laid upon the mould. The wind went on from West to East; all movement in the forest ceased, but shrill and harsh across the marsh its whistling voices were released. The grasses hissed, their tassles bent, the reeds were rattling -- on it went o'er shaken pool under the heavens cool where racing clouds were torn and rent. It passed the lonely Mountain bare and swept above the dragon's lair: there black and dark lay boulders stark and flying smoke was in the air. It left the world and took its flight over the wide seas of the night, The moon set sail upon the gale, and stars were fanned to leaping light. Posted by: mellon Nov 10 2004, 01:14 PM Predivno Haldire...Predivno... :crryyy: :crryyy: :crryyy: Posted by: Haldir Nov 10 2004, 01:16 PM Hvala! I tvoja "Bilbo's song" je super Prijateljice! :blush: Posted by: mellon Nov 10 2004, 01:18 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Hvala! I tvoja "Bilbo's song" je super Prijateljice! :blush: ----------------------------- hvala.. :hug: Posted by: Haldir Nov 12 2004, 10:44 AM Ovo je najvjerojatnije bilo, ali moram to reci!!! In the place of a Dark Lord you would have a Queen! Not dark but beautiful and terrible as the Morn! Treacherous as the Seas! Stronger than the foundations of the Earth! All shall love me and despair! :blush: :wub: :blush: :wub: :wub: Posted by: antocjo Nov 12 2004, 10:51 AM To je iz filma... <_< u knjizi je: And now at last it comes. You will give me the Ring freely! In place of the Dark Lord you will set up a Queen. And I shall not be dark, but beautiful and terrible as the Morning and the Night! Fair as the Sea and the Sun and the Snow upon the Mountain! Dreadful as the Storm and the Lightning! Stronger than the foundations of the earth. All shall love me and despair! ' Posted by: Haldir Nov 12 2004, 10:52 AM OK sorry! <_< A ovo? I made a promise, Mr Frodo. A promise. "Don't you leave him Samwise Gamgee". And I don't mean to. I don't mean to. Posted by: Haldir Nov 12 2004, 10:54 AM I ovo? Elornd: Nine companions. So be it. You shall be the fellowship of the ring. Pippin : Great! Where are we going? Posted by: antocjo Nov 12 2004, 11:11 AM Gle, ovdje stavljamo citate iz knjige (a to ova dva zadnja cini mi se da nisu) Ako znas da su iz filma stavi ih u topic u forumu o filmu... (URL: http://www.hrtolkienboard.org/forums/index.php?act=ST&f=3&t=85) Moze? Posted by: Haldir Nov 12 2004, 11:14 AM Ah, dobro. Kad si vec stavio link!!! ;) Posted by: Haldir Nov 12 2004, 12:49 PM Gandalf says, "Deserves it (death)! I daresay he does. Many that live deseve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement For even the wise cannot see all end." Posted by: Haldir Nov 12 2004, 12:51 PM In western lands beneath the Sun the flowers may rise in Spring the trees may bud, the waters run, the merry finches sing. Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night and swaying beeches bear the Elven-stars as jewels white amid their branching hair. Though here at journey’s end I lie in darkness buried deep, beyond all towers strong and high, beyond all mountains steep, above all shadows rides the Sun and Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the day is done, nor bid the stars farewell Posted by: Vilin-kamen Nov 17 2004, 04:34 PM "Napokon,gospo Zvijezdo Danico,najljepša na svijetu,i najvoljenija,svijet moj nestaje!Gle,sakupljali smo i trošili,a sad je došlo vrijeme plaćanja." Iako je Arwen dobro znala što on smjera,štoviše,odavno je to bila predvidjela,shrvala ju je bol. x x x "Ali pazi da nas dvoje,koji smo se nekoć bili odrekli Sjene i Prstena,ne podlegnemo ovoj posljednjoj kušnji.Moramo otići ojađeni ali ne i očajni.Gle,nismo zauvijek vezani za krugove ovoga svijeta,a iza njih ima nešto više od uspomena!Zbogom!" "Estele,Estele!"-uzvikne ona,ali on usne još dok ju je hvatao za ruku da je poljubi. :no: Posted by: Morwen Tivele Nov 17 2004, 04:36 PM crnkovic <_< Posted by: Vilin-kamen Nov 17 2004, 04:38 PM "Napokon,dok je opadalo lišće s mallorna a proljeće još nije bilo granulo,legla je na počinak na Cerin Amrothu;ondje je i sad njen zelen grob,a bit će zelen sve dok se ovaj svijet ne izmjeni,i dok ljudi koji će poslije doće sve dane njena života potpuno ne zaborave,a istočno od mora ne budu više cvali elanor i niphredil." IZ PRIČE O ARAGORNU I ARWEN :cry: :cry: :cry: Posted by: Vilin-kamen Nov 17 2004, 04:49 PM :a_ne: Posted by: Hannah Nov 29 2004, 11:33 PM They sat on the eastern wall of the city watching the river glitter in the sunlit sky. Differing in more ways than one and alike in just as many, they stood as one. He spoke soft, measured tones and she listened. He spoke to her of things she had stopped dreaming of many years ago. And he spoke with happiness, or so she like to think later. For she heard in his words the promise of life, of hope and of joy. He spoke to her of a garden they would build in a fair land across the river. :wub: :wub: Najljepši dio cijelog :veliki: LOTR-a :yes: :wub: Posted by: -Fingolfin- Jan 29 2005, 02:39 PM Joj baš mi je drago što sam našao ovaj thread! ^_^ Kada sam zadnji put citao ROTK malo sam zapisivao neke baš onako zanimljive kratke citate. Zapravo u tim citatima je sadržana sama esencija Tolkienova mita o međuzemlju! Ovdje se super vidi kakvi su to ljudi i hobiti u Međuzemlju i zapravo koja je ideja djela. Čast, hrabrost, srčanost te mnoge druge vrline ljudi i hobita su zapravo ovdje savršeno sažete takvim jednostavnim rečenicama. Naravno da bi se ovi citati u potpunosti shvatili treba se poznavati cijela situacija iza njih, ja ću dati barem osnovnu informaciju što se događa. btw. ovo čak imam i na hrv. i pošto smatram da ovo prijevodom nije izgubilo svoju čar evo ga tako: Aragorn se obraća Eowyn: "Mozda ce uskoro doći vrijeme kad se nitko neće vratiti - reče joj on. - Tada ce trebati biti hrabar bez slave, jer se nitko nece sječati junaštava počinjenih u posljednjoj obrani vaših domova. Pa ipak, ta junaštva neće biti ništa manje vrijedna zato sto ih nitko neće slaviti." Pippin se obraća Denethoru: "I najsnažniji čovjek može poginuti od jedne strelice - odgovori -a Boromira je probolo mnogo. Kad sam ga posljednji put vidio, bio je klonuo pokraj nekog drveta i čupao crno pero strelicu iz boka. Tada sam se onesvijestio i pao u zarobljeništvo. Više ga nisam vidio i ništa više ne znam. Ali poštujem uspomenu na njega jer je bio vrlo hrabar. Poginuo je da nas spasi, moga rođaka Meriadoca i mene, kad su nas u šumi zaskočili vojnici Gospodara tame. I premda je pao i nije nas spasio, nisam mu zato ništa manje zahvalan!" Tolkien - naracija: "U citadeli se već uvelike govorilo o Mithrandirovu suputniku i njegovu dugom razgovoru s gospodarom. I pronio se glas da je sa sjevera stigao polutanski kraljević da prisegne na vjernost Gondoru i ponudi im pet tisuća mačeva. Neki su jos tvrdili da će svaki jahač z Rohana dovesti sa sobom po jednog polutanskog ratnika, malog doduše ali srčanog." Hirgon se obraća Theodenu: "Tjedan dana! - ponovi Hirgon. - Neka bude kako biti mora! Ali, ako nam ne stigne kakva druga, nepredviđena pomoć, vjerojatno cete za tjedan dana zateći samo još srušene zidine. Ipak, mogli iste bar uznemiriti orke i tamnopute ljude u njihovu goščenju u Bijeloj kuli. - Ucinit cemo bar toliko! - potvrdi Theoden." Theoden i Merry: "Ali mi jašemo na visokim i brzim konjima - opet će Theoden - A koliko god u vas bilo junačko srce, vi ne mozete jahati na njima. -Onda me privezite na jednoga od njih, ili me objesite o stremen, ili sto hoćete - odvrati Merry. -Daleko je to da se trči, ali ja cu i trčati ako ne mogu jahati, pa makar oderao tabane ili zakasnio više tjedana!" Posted by: merry Jan 29 2005, 04:37 PM Divne citate :appl: I najsnažniji čovjek može poginuti od jedne strelice - na ovaj sam trebao misliti kada sam gledao TTT. Kad tamo veliki borac Haldir pogine na stvarno glup nacin, tada sam mislio pa valjda je PJ imao to na glavi.... B) Edited by merry on Jan 29 2005, 04:36 PM Posted by: -Fingolfin- Jan 29 2005, 06:22 PM Thanks :booyah: ------------ QUOTE ---------- na ovaj sam trebao misliti kada sam gledao TTT. Kad tamo veliki borac Haldir pogine na stvarno glup nacin, tada sam mislio pa valjda je PJ imao to na glavi.... ----------------------------- Hehe, da vidiš, nisam na to pomislio.. Možda ipak ima u tom Peteru Jacksonu 'more then meets the eye' :rofl: Posted by: elrond Jan 29 2005, 09:29 PM "Nijedan zid. nikakva sila. neizdrživo za duše. Grond, volja Mordora"= natpis na Grondu, ovnu s vučijom glavom za razbijanje vrata na Minas Tirithu. Posted by: merry Jan 30 2005, 01:28 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Thanks :booyah: ------------ QUOTE ---------- na ovaj sam trebao misliti kada sam gledao TTT. Kad tamo veliki borac Haldir pogine na stvarno glup nacin, tada sam mislio pa valjda je PJ imao to na glavi.... ----------------------------- Hehe, da vidiš, nisam na to pomislio.. Možda ipak ima u tom Peteru Jacksonu 'more then meets the eye' :rofl: ----------------------------- pa ima, gledaj jednom na dodacima EE - "Legacy to ME" i "From book to script" mislim da su se zaista trudili. ok to je bilo offtopic samo nastavite sa divnim citatima - ja nazalost ne mogu imam LotR na njemackom ;) Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Jan 30 2005, 07:12 PM ''Svijet je zaista pun opasnosti i u njemu je mnogo mracnih mjesta, ali jos ima mnogo lijepoga, i mada je u svim zemljama ljubav sada izmjesana s bolom, ona mozda tim biva i veca.'' :wub: by Haldir Posted by: Hannah Jan 31 2005, 02:43 PM Lijep citat, Arwen :wub: Posted by: antocjo Jan 31 2005, 02:51 PM to u filmu Galadriel govori Gimliju :klap: Posted by: merry Jan 31 2005, 04:33 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Lijep citat, Arwen :wub: ----------------------------- sve je slijep: citat - avatar i signatura :wub: Posted by: antocjo Jan 31 2005, 04:36 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- sve je slijep: citat - avatar i signatura :wub: ----------------------------- he ment lijep, he ment lijep... :unsure: Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Jan 31 2005, 11:38 PM Thanks people :blush: , signatura je mojih ruku djelo :D ''Lice Elrondovo bilo je bezvremeno, ni staro ni mlado, iako je na njemu bilo ispisano sjecanje na mnoge stvari, vesele i tuzne. Kosa mu je bila tamna kao sijenke sumraka, a na njoj obruc od srebra; imao je sive oci, kao vedro vece, a u njima je bila neka svijetlost poput sjaja zvijezda. Dostojanstven je izgledao, ako kralj okrunjen mnogim zimama, a ipak snazan kao prokusani ratnik u naponu snage. On je bio Lord od Rivendala, mocan medju Vilenjacima i medju Ljudima.'' :) Edited by arwen the elven beauty on Jan 31 2005, 11:39 PM Posted by: Feanor Curufinwe Feb 1 2005, 12:09 AM :wow: Arwen, mestre stvarno ti se divim :notworthy: Posted by: Hannah Feb 1 2005, 09:21 AM "Awake, Eowyn, Lady of Rohan!" said Aragorn and he took her right hand in his and felt it warm with life returning. Awake! The shadow is gone and all darkness is washed clean! :wub: Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Feb 2 2005, 12:25 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- :wow: Arwen, mestre stvarno ti se divim  :notworthy: ----------------------------- tnx, :hug: "Come not between the Nazgul and his prey! Or he will not slay thee in thee turn. He will bear thee away to the houses of lamentation, beyond all darkness, where thy flesh shall be devoured, and thy shrivelled mind be left naked to the lidless Eye." :scared: Posted by: Meneldil Feb 6 2005, 01:45 AM Ovaj topic je krasan :wub:. Moji omiljeni djelovi... Cold be heart and hand and bone; And cold be sleep under stone: Never mare to wake on stony bed Never till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead. In the balck winds stars shall die, And still in gold here let them lie, Till the dark lord lifts his hand Over dead sea and withered land. :scared: I hrvatski prijevod mi je dobar :yes: Hladna je ruka i srce i kost; I san pod stijenom hladan je gost: Jer na kamenom odru nikad neće prestati sni, Dok ne zgasne Sunca i Mjesec ne mri. Na crnom vjetru zvijezde će mrijet, I tu nek na zlatu premine svijet Dok vladar mraka ne posegne rukom Za umrlim morem i uvelom lukom. "And if that is not proof enough, Galdor, there is the other test that I spoke of. Upon this very ring which you have seen held aloft, round and unadorned, the letters that Isildur reported may still be read if one has the strength of will to set the golden thing in the fire a while. That I have done, and this I have read: Ash nazg durbatulúk, ash nazg gimbatul, ash nazg thrakatulúk, agh burzum-ishi krimpatul." The change in the wizard's voice was astounding. Suddenly it became menacing, powerful, harsh as stone. A shadow seemes to pass over the high sun, and the porch for a moment grew dark. All trembled, and the Elves stopped their ears. "Never before has any voice dared to utter the words of that tongue in Imladris, Gandalf the Gray," said Elrond, as the shadow passed and the company breathed once more. "And let us hope that none will ever speak it here again," answered Gandalf. "Nonetheless I do not ask your pardon, Master Elrond. For if that tongue is not soon to be heared in every corner past the West, then let all put doubt aside that this thing is indeed what the Wise have declared: the treasure of the Enemy, fraught with all his malice; and in it lies a great part of his strength of old - Out of the Black Years come the words that the Smiths of Eregion heared, and knew that they had been betrayed: One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One Ring to bring them all and in the Darkness bind them" :scared: :wow: :scared: I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew: Of wind I sang, a wind there came and in the branches blew. Beyond the Sun, beyond the Moon, the foam was on the Sea, And by the strand of Ilmarin there grew a golden tree. Beneth the stars on Ever-eve in Eldamar it shone, In Eldamar beside the walls of Elven Tirion. There long the golden leaves have grown upon the branching years, While here beyond the Sundering Seas now fall the Elven-tears. O Lórien! The Winter comes, the bare and leafless Day; The leaves are falling in the stream, the River flows away. O Lórien! Too long I have dwelt upon this Hither Shore And in a fading crown have twined the golden elanor. But if of ships I now should sing, what ship would come to me, What ship would bear me ever back across so wide a Sea? :crryyy: Komentari nisu potrebni :wub:: Ai! Laurie lantar lassi súrinen, Yéni únótime ve rámar aldaron! Yéni ve linte youldar avánier Mi oromardi lisse-miruvóreva Andúne pella, Vardo tellumar Nu luini yassen tintilar i eleni Ómaryo airetari-lirinen. Sí man i yulma nin enquantava? An sí Tintalle Varda Oiolosseo I fanyar máryat Elentári ortane Ar ilye tier unduláve lumbule; Ar sindanóiello caita mornie, I falmalinnar imbe met ar hísie Untúpa Calaciryo míri oiale. Si vanwa ná, rómello vanwa Valimar! Namárie! Nai hiruvalye Valimar! Nai elye hiruva, Namárie! At first he could see nothing. In his great need he drew out once more the phial of Galadriel, but it was pale and cold in his trembling hand and threw no light into that stifling dark. He was come to the heart of the realm of Sauron and the forges of his ancient might, greatest in Middle-earth; all other powers were here subdued ... The light sprang up again and there on the brink of the chasm, at the very Crack of Doom, stood Frodo, black against the glare, tense, erect, but still as if he had been turned to stone. "Master!" cried Sam. Then Frodo stirred and spoke with a clear voice, indeed with a voice clearer and more powerful than Sam had ever heared him use, and it rose above the throb and turmoil of Mount Doom, ringing in the roof and walls. "I have comed", he said. "But I do not choose now to do what I came to do. I will not do this deed. The Ring is mine!" ... And far away, as Frodo put on the Ring and claimed it for his own, even in Sammath Naur the very heart of his realm, the Power of Barad-Dúr was shaken, and the tower trembled from its foundations to its proud and bitter crown . The Dark Lord was suddenly aware of him, and his Eye piercing all shadows looked across the plain to the door that he had made; and the magnitude of his own folly was revealed to him in a blinding flash, and all the devices of his enemies were at last laid bare. Then his wrath blazed in consuming flame, but his fear rose like a vast black smoke to choke him. For he knew his deadly peril and the thread upon which his doom now hung. From all hiss policies and webs of fear and treachery, from all his stratagems and wars his mind shook free; and throughout his realm a tremor ran, his slaves quailed, and his armies halted, and his captains suddenly steerless, bereft of will, wavered and dispaired for they were forgotten. The whole mind and purpose of the Power that wielded them was now bent with overwhelming force upon the Mountain. At his summons, wheeling with a rendering cry, in a last desperate race there flew, faster than the winds, the Nazgúl, the Ringwraiths, and with a storm of wings they hurtled southwards to Mount Doom. ... There was a roar and a great confusion on noise. Fires leaped up and licked the roof. The throbbing grew to a great tumult, and the Mountain shook. Sam ran to Frodo and picked him up and carried him out to the door. And there upon the dark treshold of the Sammath Naur, high above the plains of Mordor, such wonder and terror came on him that he stood still forgetting all else, and gazed as one turned stone. A brief vision he had of swirling cloud, and in the midst of it towers and battlements, tall as hills, founded upon a mighty mountain-throne above immeasurable pits; great courts and dungeons, eyeless prisions sheer as cliffs, and gaping gates of steel and adamant: and then all passed. Tower fell and mountains slid; walls crumbled and melted, crashing down; vast spires of smoke and spouting steams went billowing up, up, until they toppled like an overwhelming wawe, and its wild crest curled and came foaming down upon the land. And then at last over the miles between there came a rumble, rising to a deafening crash and roar; the earth shook, the plain heaved and cracked, and Orodruin reeled. Fire belched from its riven summit. The skies burst into thunder seared with lighting. Down like lashing whips fell a torrent of balck rain. And into the heart of the storm, with a cry that pierced all other sounds, tearing the clouds asunder, the Nazgúl came, shootink like flaming bolts in the fiery ruin of hill and sky they crackled, withered, and went out. :shocking: I na kraju jedan izvan LOTR-a: Man cenuva fáne cirya métima hrestallo círa, i fairi nécë ringa súmaryasse ve maiwi yaimie? Man tiruva fána cirya, wilwarin wilwa, ear-celumessen rámainen elvie ear falastala, winga hlápula rámar sisílala, cále fifírula? Man hlaruva rávea súre ve tauri lillassie, ninqui carcar yarra isilme ilcalasse, isilme pícalasse, isilme lantalasse ve loicolícuma; raumo nurrua, undume rúma? Man cenuva lumbor ahosta Menel acúna ruxal' ambonnar, ear amortala, undume hácala, enwina lúme elenillor pella talta-taltala atalantie mindonnar? Man tiruva rácina cirya ondolisse morne nu fanyare rúcina, anar púrea tihta axor ilcalannar métim' auresse? Man cenuva métim' andúne? Who shall see a white ship leave the last shore, the pale phantoms in her cold bosom like gulls wailing? Who shall heed a white ship, vague as a butterfly, in the flowing sea on wings like stars, the sea surging, the foam blowing, the wings shining, the light fading? Who shall hear the wind roaring like leaves of forests; the white rocks snarling in the moon gleaming, in the moon waning, in the moon falling a corpse-candle; the storm mumbling, the abyss moving? Who shall see the clouds gather, the heavens bending upon crumbling hills, the sea heaving, the abyss yawning, the old darkness beyond the stars falling upon fallen towers? Who shall heed a broken ship on the black rocks under broken skies, a bleared sun blinking on bones gleaming in the last morning? Who shall see the last evening? Posted by: Ellin Feb 6 2005, 02:41 AM Meneldil :wow: :wow: :wow: Predivno... :cry: Koji trud... :appl: :appl: Posted by: Meneldil Feb 6 2005, 02:48 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Meneldil :wow: :wow: :wow: Predivno... :cry: Koji trud... :appl: :appl: ----------------------------- Hvala :cry:... nisam stavio opis Witch-Kinga jer je već tu... Posted by: Meneldil Feb 6 2005, 02:41 PM :bonk: zaboravio dva najvažnija: Ne pitaj vilenjaka za savjet jer će ti reči i da i ne. Savjet je opasan dar, čak i kad ga daje mudrac mudracu. Posted by: elrond Feb 7 2005, 10:56 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Thanks people :blush: , signatura je mojih ruku djelo :D ''Lice Elrondovo bilo je bezvremeno, ni staro ni mlado, iako je na njemu bilo ispisano sjecanje na mnoge stvari, vesele i tuzne. Kosa mu je bila tamna kao sijenke sumraka, a na njoj obruc od srebra; imao je sive oci, kao vedro vece, a u njima je bila neka svijetlost poput sjaja zvijezda. Dostojanstven je izgledao, ako kralj okrunjen mnogim zimama, a ipak snazan kao prokusani ratnik u naponu snage. On je bio Lord od Rivendala, mocan medju Vilenjacima i medju Ljudima.'' :) ----------------------------- ah, što reći, nego :crazy: :jumpy: takav sam po cijelom tijelu, yes i skroman of course..........aaaaaaaaaaaaa, sklonite ogledala :rofl: :roflmao: Posted by: elrond Feb 7 2005, 10:58 AM tnx, milady, arwen the elven beauty, za citat, poslužit će vjerujem.....u stvari vidim za signaturu ili za neku drugu plemenitu svrhu :yes: :yes: Posted by: elrond Feb 7 2005, 11:10 AM evo, još jedan omiljeni mi elrondov citat, sad još razmišljam što učiniti s njim??', ....ali otom potom :luuuud: neka se ne zariče da će hodati po tami onaj koji nije vidio noć kako pada.", razgovor Faramira i denethora. F ja ne bih koristio Prsten ni da Minas Tirith propada i samo ga ja mogu spasiti. D. čak i ti pokušavaš biti poput starih kraljeva. Boromir bi se sjetio što njegov otac treba. Trebao si donijeti Prsten u citadelu, na sigurno, da Prsten bude skriven. Duboko u mračnim tezorima da ne bude upotrebljavan. osim u najvećoj nuždi. F. Boromir ne bi donio Prsten. Pružio bi ruku prema prstenu i uzeo ga. pao bi. zadržao bi ga za sebe. a kad bi se vratio.....Denethor ne bi prepoznao svoga sina....... ------------ QUOTE ---------- Meneldil Posted on Feb 6 2005, 02:40 PM Ne pitaj vilenjaka za savjet jer će ti reči i da i ne. Savjet je opasan dar, čak i kad ga daje mudrac mudracu. ----------------------------- Meneldil, polako sa vilenjačkim mudrostima, pa ne moraš baš sve reći :roflmao: :rofl: ..... Posted by: elrond Feb 7 2005, 11:19 AM faramirove riječi: (mislim da je razgovor sa Peregrinom tookom u MT....ali to me nemojte hvatati za riječ, pošto nisam 100%, siguran....) faramir: o velikodušnom djelu ne treba pitati bezdušna čovijeka. Boromir je bio junak. Bili su tako slični, on i otac. oholi, čak tvrdoglavi, ali jaki. P.took, faramiru: mislim da ti imaš drukčiju snagu". ok. dosta za sad, neću moćo stati, a to je već neumjerenost :D . Posted by: elrond Feb 8 2005, 10:35 AM današnji citat, glasi: "dugo si me progonio. dugo sam ti izmicao. nema više. pogledaj mač elendila." Posted by: Vilin-kamen Feb 8 2005, 05:18 PM Moram vam proznati da mi je ovo jedan od najdražih topica i da se uvijek u njemu utopim.... :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: Meneldil Feb 8 2005, 06:12 PM Ja sam ga jednom skinio cijeloga i kada sam ga čitao toliko me šokirao, impresionirao i zadivio da nisam mogao vjerovati :shocking: :cry: :wub: Posted by: elrond Feb 9 2005, 11:07 AM "u Prsten iskovan u vatri Klete gore gospodar Zla Sauron iskovao je Prsten koji nadzire sve ostale. Sauron u taj rinig uspe svoju okrutnost, zloću, te volju da vlada svime što živi." "ljudsko srce lako se iskvari, a Prsten moći ima svoju volju." Posted by: Anya Feb 9 2005, 08:58 PM ''In rode the Lord of the Nazgűl. A great black shape against the fires beyond, he loomed up, grown to a vast menace of despair. In rode the Lord of the Nazgűl, under the arch that no enemy ever yet had passed, and all fled before his face. All save one. There waiting silent and still in the space before the Gate, sat Gandalf upon Shadofax, Shadowfax who alone among the free horses of the earth endured the terror, unmoving, steadfast as a graven image in Rath Dinen. '' Dio knjige na kojem sam ostala :shocking: i koji sam toliko zeljno iscekivala u RotK EE, ali su scenu upropastili :cry: Tako je mocan opis, prekrasan... :wub: Posted by: Anya Feb 9 2005, 09:01 PM A evo i dio knjige koji su u filmu odlicno napravili, :wub: , i drago mi je sto su to stavili u EE... ''The brief glow fell upon a huge sitting figure, still and solemn as the great stone kings of Argonath.The years had gnawed it, and violent hands had maimed it. Its head was gone, and in its place was set in mockery a round rough-hewn stone, rudely painted by savage hands in the likeness of a grinning face with one large red eye in the midst of its forehead. Upon its knees and mighty chair, and all about the pedestal, were idle scrawls mixed with the foul symbols that the maggot-folk of mordor used. Suddenly. caught by the level beams, Frodo saw the old king's head: it had rolled away by the roadside. "Look Sam!" he cried, startled into speech. "Look! The king has got a crown again!" The eyes were hollow and the carven beard was broken, but about the high stern forehead there was a coronal of silver and gold. A trailing plant with flowers like small white stars had bound itself across the brows as if in reverence for the fallen king, and in the crevasses of his stony hair yellow stonecrop gleamed. "They cannot conquer forever!" said Frodo. And then suddenly the brief glimpse was gone. The Sun dipped and vanished, and as if at the shuttering of a lamp, black night fell.'' :cry: Prekrasno... Tolkien, I love you. :cry: :wub: Posted by: Anya Feb 9 2005, 09:04 PM A evo i dio koji su mi u filmu totalno zgadili zbog cmizdravog Frode :doh: i onog odvratnog baba-smile thing-a :doh: Ali, svejedno, u knjizi je tako :wub: >>"Where are you going Master?" cried Sam, though at last he understood what was happening. "To the Havens, Sam," said Frodo. "And I can't come" "No Sam, Not yet anyway, not further than the Havens. Though you too were a Ringbearer, if only for a little while. Your time may come. Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot be always torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do." "But," said Sam, and tears started in his eyes, "I thought you were going to enjoy the Shire, too, for years and years, after all you have done." "So I thought too, once. But I have been too deeply hurt, Sam. I tried to save the Shire, and it has been saved, but not for me. It must often be so, Sam, when things are in danger: some one has to give them up, to lose them, so that others may keep them. But you are my heir: all that I had and might have had I leave to you. And also you have Rose, and Elanor; and Frodo-lad will come, and Rosie-lass, and Merry, and Goldilocks, and Pippin; and perhaps more that I cannot see.<< Posted by: merry Feb 9 2005, 09:46 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- A evo i dio knjige koji su u filmu odlicno napravili, :wub: , i drago mi je sto su to stavili u EE... ''The brief glow fell upon a huge sitting figure, still and solemn as the great stone kings of Argonath.The years had gnawed it, and violent hands had maimed it. Its head was gone, and in its place was set in mockery a round rough-hewn stone, rudely painted by savage hands in the likeness of a grinning face with one large red eye in the midst of its forehead. Upon its knees and mighty chair, and all about the pedestal, were idle scrawls mixed with the foul symbols that the maggot-folk of mordor used. Suddenly. caught by the level beams, Frodo saw the old king's head: it had rolled away by the roadside. "Look Sam!" he cried, startled into speech. "Look! The king has got a crown again!" The eyes were hollow and the carven beard was broken, but about the high stern forehead there was a coronal of silver and gold. A trailing plant with flowers like small white stars had bound itself across the brows as if in reverence for the fallen king, and in the crevasses of his stony hair yellow stonecrop gleamed. "They cannot conquer forever!" said Frodo. And then suddenly the brief glimpse was gone. The Sun dipped and vanished, and as if at the shuttering of a lamp, black night fell.'' :cry: Prekrasno... Tolkien, I love you. :cry: :wub: ----------------------------- ovu scenu volim i ja (posebno i knjizi) :wub: :wub: - :puzzled: mislim da se je i koristio u svojoj knjizi "Poruke....." Posted by: Anya Feb 9 2005, 09:59 PM Samo jos jedan, podsjeca me na board... :wub: "Well, Mister Frodo, we've been far and seen a deal, and yet I don't think we've found a better place than this.'' :hug: :wub: Posted by: Meneldil Feb 9 2005, 10:07 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ovu scenu volim i ja (posebno i knjizi) :wub: :wub: - :puzzled: mislim da se je i koristio u svojoj knjizi "Poruke....." ----------------------------- :yes: u tvojoj je knjizi Sviđa mi se, ali ja općenito ne volim scene s Hobitima <_< Posted by: merry Feb 10 2005, 09:20 AM ti ne volis hobite? :o Posted by: merry Feb 10 2005, 09:21 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Samo jos jedan, podsjeca me na board... :wub: "Well, Mister Frodo, we've been far and seen a deal, and yet I don't think we've found a better place than this.'' :hug: :wub: ----------------------------- :hug: :hug: Posted by: elrond Feb 10 2005, 12:09 PM "Sauron je duh preživio. životna sila mu je povezana s Prstenom, a Prsten je preživio. Sauron se vratio, njegovi orci razmnožili. Tvrđava Barad-dur obnovljena je u Mordoru. Treba samo ovaj Prsten da prekrije svijet tamom. Traži ga. sve misli usredotočene su na njega. Jer Presten iznad svega želi se vratiti na ruku gospodara. Oni su jedno. Prsten i Gospodar Tame". Posted by: Hannah Feb 10 2005, 03:44 PM Frodo :hug: Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate; A thought I oft have passed them by, A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden path that run West of the Moon, east of the Sun Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Feb 10 2005, 10:19 PM "Behold, I am not Gandalf the Grey, whom you betrayed. I am Gandalf the White, who has returned from death. You have no colour now, and I cast you from the order and from the Council." :wub: Posted by: Meneldil Feb 10 2005, 11:06 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ti ne volis hobite? :o ----------------------------- :shocking: Ma neeeeee... ...ja mrzim hobite :yes: Posted by: Âru n’Adűnâi Feb 11 2005, 01:39 AM " And then I will fit out such a ship as the Venturers made never yet, a Queen's house on the water. And you shall sail with me, Erendis, under the grace of the Valar, of Yavanna and of Oromë whom you love; you shall sail to lands where I shall show you such woods as you have never seen, where even now the Eldar sing; or forests wider than Númenor, free and wild since the beginning of days, where still you may hear the great horn of Oromë the Lord." Prekasan opis Međuzemlja! Jedna od meni najdražih rečenica u UT-u Posted by: Meneldil Feb 11 2005, 01:44 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- " And then I will fit out such a ship as the Venturers made never yet, a Queen's house on the water. And you shall sail with me, Erendis, under the grace of the Valar, of Yavanna and of Oromë whom you love; you shall sail to lands where I shall show you such woods as you have never seen, where even now the Eldar sing; or forests wider than Númenor, free and wild since the beginning of days, where still you may hear the great horn of Oromë the Lord." Prekasan opis Međuzemlja! Jedna od meni najdražih rečenica u UT-u ----------------------------- :klap: Meni je najdraži opis Galadriel :yes: Posted by: Erhamion Feb 15 2005, 02:05 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- " And then I will fit out such a ship as the Venturers made never yet, a Queen's house on the water. And you shall sail with me, Erendis, under the grace of the Valar, of Yavanna and of Oromë whom you love; you shall sail to lands where I shall show you such woods as you have never seen, where even now the Eldar sing; or forests wider than Númenor, free and wild since the beginning of days, where still you may hear the great horn of Oromë the Lord." Prekasan opis Međuzemlja! Jedna od meni najdražih rečenica u UT-u ----------------------------- :klap: Meni je najdraži opis Galadriel :yes: ----------------------------- Istina nije loše. Ali draža mi The tale of Tinuviel. e da što se tiče citata (nije mi baš najdraži ali...): 'Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends. Edited by Erhamion on Feb 15 2005, 02:06 PM Posted by: arwen the elven beauty Feb 25 2005, 09:10 PM ''Rat mora biti, dok mi branimo svoje zivote od jednog razaraca koji bi da prozdre sve; ali ja ne volim sjajni mac zbog njegove ostrine, ni strijelu zbog njene brzine, ni ratnika zbog njegove slave. Ja volim samo ono sto oni brane: grad Ljudi od Numenora; i ja bih htio da ga vole zbog njegovog pamcenja, njegove drevnosti, njegove ljepote i njegove sadasnje mudrosti. Ne da izaziva bojazan, osim one od dostojanstva kakvog Covjeka, starog i mudrog.'' Faramir - Fotr Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Feb 25 2005, 10:21 PM :huh: jesi sigurna da je FotR? inace :wub: Posted by: Predator Feb 25 2005, 10:23 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ti ne volis hobite? :o ----------------------------- :whistling: Posted by: elrond Feb 26 2005, 01:18 PM elrond: "I was there, Gandalf, I was there 3000 years ago... when the strength of men failed." Posted by: Meneldil Feb 26 2005, 10:14 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- elrond: "I was there, Gandalf, I was there 3000 years ago... when the strength of men failed." ----------------------------- Ovaj je dobar :whistling: Posted by: arien Feb 26 2005, 10:26 PM U jesenji sumrak taj isplovi iz Mithlonda, sve dok mora Povijenog svijeta nisu propala pod njim, a vjetrovi ga okruglog neba prestali uznemiravati te, nošen visokim zračnim strujama ponad magli svijeta, on uplovi u Drevni zapad i kraj dođe Eldarima u priči i pjesmi. :whistling: a ovaj je još bolji :P Posted by: Meneldil Feb 26 2005, 10:30 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- U jesenji sumrak taj isplovi iz Mithlonda, sve dok mora Povijenog svijeta nisu propala pod njim, a vjetrovi ga okruglog neba prestali uznemiravati te, nošen visokim zračnim strujama ponad magli svijeta, on uplovi u Drevni zapad i kraj dođe Eldarima u priči i pjesmi. :whistling: a ovaj je još bolji :P ----------------------------- Pa i je :nemanpojma: :unsure: Posted by: Hannah Mar 23 2005, 11:25 AM Faramir: "Fear no more! I would not take this thing, if it lay by the high way"...."No, I do not wish for such triumphs." :wub: Posted by: elrond Mar 24 2005, 06:33 PM hajde da malo podignem topic....sezona postanja otvorena, za one koji se žele uključiti, porijeklo citata??? i tko ga izgovara?' "The Elves of Rivendell are indeed descendants of his chief foes: the Gnomes, the Elvenwise ones, that came out of the Far West, and whom Elbereth Gilthoniel still protects. They fear no Ring-wraiths, for they live at once in both worlds, and each world has only half power over them, while they have double over both." Posted by: elrond Mar 25 2005, 11:55 AM još ništa???, nije moguće da je športski duh izumro!, nema dragovoljaca? entuzijasta? altruista?? prilika je tu, nagrada post više sretnom dobitniku :D ------------ QUOTE ---------- elfonja from ME porijeklo citata??? i tko ga izgovara?' "The Elves of Rivendell are indeed descendants of his chief foes: the Gnomes, the Elvenwise ones, that came out of the Far West, and whom Elbereth Gilthoniel still protects. They fear no Ring-wraiths, for they live at once in both worlds, and each world has only half power over them, while they have double over both." ----------------------------- Edited by elrond on Mar 25 2005, 11:56 AM Posted by: Ellin Mar 25 2005, 12:00 PM Meni zvuci poznato, znam da sam ga cula, ali ne mogu se sjetiti, a ne da mi se ceprkati... :girl: Posted by: elrond Mar 25 2005, 12:05 PM svaka čast na hrabrosti, milady, naravno da je poznato, podsvijest prepoznaje tekst, no pričekajmo da se i drugi uključe (u što se nadam i iskreno vjerujem)....onda postam odgovor :yes: Posted by: Varda Mar 25 2005, 12:33 PM <_< Vuce mi na tebe, a opet i ne..neznam kuda da smjestim taj citat. Iz kojeg dijela GP je to..pocetak..gdje se jos spominje Elbereth G.??? :nemanpojma: Posted by: elrond Mar 25 2005, 12:44 PM ne , nisam ja iz prvog djela, sad sam sve rekao......skoro jezik pregrizao :rolleyes: Posted by: elrond Mar 25 2005, 01:05 PM moram sad gibati (raditi ;) ), odgovor postam idući put, možda se još netko uključi, sve je već rečeno, samo malo sjećanja na knjigu i to vam je to :D ma nije teško stvarno..... Posted by: elrond Mar 25 2005, 02:26 PM neće se nitko igrati :crryyy: dobro, možda je ipak bilo preteško, text je ovaj ------------ QUOTE ---------- elfonja from ME porijeklo citata??? i tko ga izgovara?' "The Elves of Rivendell are indeed descendants of his chief foes: the Gnomes, the Elvenwise ones, that came out of the Far West, and whom Elbereth Gilthoniel still protects. They fear no Ring-wraiths, for they live at once in both worlds, and each world has only half power over them, while they have double power over both." ----------------------------- a rješenje je Gandalf u Rivendellu, kad se vodi razgovor o sigurnosti Rivendella od Neprijatelja, citat možete naći u The Return of the Shadow, str.212 odmah pri vrhu str. Posted by: antocjo Jun 16 2005, 08:16 AM Suddenly Faramir stirred, and he opened his eyes, and he looked on Aragorn who bent over him; and a light of knowledge and love was kindled in his eyes, and he spoke softly. - 'My lord, you called me. I come. What does the king command?' - 'Walk no more in the shadows, but awake!' said Aragorn. 'You are weary. Rest a while, and take food, and be ready when I return.' - 'I will, lord,' said Faramir. 'For who would lie idle when the king has returned?' Pravi namjesnik... :jumpy: :wub: Posted by: Hannah Jun 16 2005, 08:38 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- - 'Walk no more in the shadows, but awake!' said Aragorn. 'You are weary. Rest a while, and take food, and be ready when I return.' ----------------------------- je najbolji je :wub: ... Posted by: Meneldil Jul 10 2005, 11:07 PM "Then Fingolfin beheld (as it seemed to him) the utter ruin of the Noldor, and the defeat beyond redress of all their houses; and filled with wrath and despair he mounted Rochallor his great horse and rode forth alone, and none might restrain him. He passed over Dor-nu-Fauglith like a wind amid the dust, and all that beheld his onset fled in amaze, thinking Orome himself was come; for a great madness of rage was upon him, so that his eyes shone like the eyes of the Valar. Thus he came alone to Angband's gates, and he sounded his horn, and smote once upon the brazen doors, and challenged Morgoth to come forth to single combat. And Morgoth came." -The Silmarillion "Therefore Morgoth came, climbing slowly from his subterranean throne, and the rumour of his feet was like thunder underground. And he issued forth clad in black armour; and he stood before the king like a tower, iron-crowned and his vast shield, sable unblazoned, cast a shadow over him like a storm cloud. But Fingolfin gleamed beneath it like a star;for his mail was overlaid with silver, and his blue shield was set with crystals; and he drew his sword Ringil, and it glittered like ice, cold and gray and deadly." -The Lost Road and Other Writings Book II of HoMe Naletio sam na ovo i nisam ih mogao ne staviti tu :notworthy: Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Jul 10 2005, 11:08 PM :wub: :cry: Posted by: Maikalote Jul 10 2005, 11:11 PM nja . . . . . <_< što se mene tice sve tolkienove knjige se trebaju staviti kao citati . . . . . čak i ono što nije objavljeno <_< Posted by: Meneldil Jul 10 2005, 11:16 PM "The tongues and voices of the Valar are great and stern, and yet also swift and subtle in movement, making sounds that we find hard to counterfeit; and their words are mostly long and rapid, like the glitter of swords, like the rush of leaves in a great wind or the fall of stones in the mountains." (WJ:398) Ovaj volim :P Posted by: Rainalcar Jul 12 2005, 07:52 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- "The tongues and voices of the Valar are great and stern, and yet also swift and subtle in movement, making sounds that we find hard to counterfeit; and their words are mostly long and rapid, like the glitter of swords, like the rush of leaves in a great wind or the fall of stones in the mountains." (WJ:398) Ovaj volim :P ----------------------------- Tko bi rekao ;) Posted by: Meneldil Jul 12 2005, 08:20 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Tko bi rekao ;) ----------------------------- Zbilja, tko bi rekao :roflmao: Edited by Meneldil on Jul 12 2005, 09:20 PM Posted by: Rainalcar Jul 12 2005, 11:32 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- Tko bi rekao ;) ----------------------------- Zbilja, tko bi rekao :roflmao: ----------------------------- :hug: Posted by: Lotion Soronnaro Jul 24 2005, 12:23 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- "Then Fingolfin beheld (as it seemed to him) the utter ruin of the Noldor, and the defeat beyond redress of all their houses; and filled with wrath and despair he mounted Rochallor his great horse and rode forth alone, and none might restrain him. He passed over Dor-nu-Fauglith like a wind amid the dust, and all that beheld his onset fled in amaze, thinking Orome himself was come; for a great madness of rage was upon him, so that his eyes shone like the eyes of the Valar. Thus he came alone to Angband's gates, and he sounded his horn, and smote once upon the brazen doors, and challenged Morgoth to come forth to single combat. And Morgoth came." -The Silmarillion "Therefore Morgoth came, climbing slowly from his subterranean throne, and the rumour of his feet was like thunder underground. And he issued forth clad in black armour; and he stood before the king like a tower, iron-crowned and his vast shield, sable unblazoned, cast a shadow over him like a storm cloud. But Fingolfin gleamed beneath it like a star;for his mail was overlaid with silver, and his blue shield was set with crystals; and he drew his sword Ringil, and it glittered like ice, cold and gray and deadly." -The Lost Road and Other Writings Book II of HoMe Naletio sam na ovo i nisam ih mogao ne staviti tu :notworthy: ----------------------------- Slazen se.. predivan dio knjige.. pun gubitka, tuge i boli.. Posted by: arien Aug 9 2005, 11:24 PM Sí vanwa ná, Rómello vanwa, Valimar! :notworthy: :cry: definitivno najljepsa recenica u cijelome lotru :cry: :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: Ellin Aug 9 2005, 11:29 PM A hoces li je prevesti elfici koja ne zna elfovski? :doh: Posted by: arien Aug 9 2005, 11:33 PM now lost, lost to those from the East is Valimar :cry: :crryyy: :crryyy: :crryyy: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Aug 9 2005, 11:35 PM Smije ti prevesti jedan human koji malo natuca? :girl: Izgubljen je sad, izgubljen je Valimar za one s Istoka.... :wub: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Aug 9 2005, 11:36 PM Suncice, sto ti je to na avataru? :death: Posted by: Ellin Aug 9 2005, 11:36 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Smije ti prevesti jedan human koji malo natuca? :girl: ----------------------------- :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Aug 9 2005, 11:37 PM Ali zakasnio je... :nemanpojma: Posted by: arien Aug 9 2005, 11:39 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Suncice, sto ti je to na avataru? :death: ----------------------------- searching... :buljo: ... hej :angry: to nije citat iz lotra :offTopic: :P Posted by: ZlicaOdOpaka Aug 14 2005, 05:44 AM Moj omiljeni citat :wub:. ------------ QUOTE ---------- Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many. ----------------------------- I Gandalfov opis pada u Moriji :wub:. 'Long time I fell,' he said at last, slowly, as if thinking back with difficulty. 'Long I fell, and he fell with me. His fire was about me. I was burned. Then we plunged into the deep water and all was dark. Cold it was as the tide of death: almost it froze my heart.' 'Yet it has a bottom, beyond light and knowledge,' said Gandalf. 'Thither I came at last, to the uttermost foundations of stone. He was with me still. His fire was quenched, but now he was a thing of slime, stronger than a strangling snake. 'We fought far under the living earth, where time is not counted. Ever he clutched me, and ever I hewed him, till at last he fled into dark tunnels. They were not made by Durin's folk, Gimli son of Gloin. Far, far below the deepest delving of the Dwarves, the world is gnawed by nameless things. Even Sauron knows them not. They are older than he. Now I have walked there, but I will bring no report to darken the light of day. In that despair my enemy was my only hope, and I pursued him, clutching at his heel. Thus he brought me back at last to the secret ways of Khazad-dum: too well he knew them all. Ever up now we went, until we came to the Endless Stair.' Suzdrzavam se ne kopi/pejstati cijeli dio :jumpy:. Meni osobno: jedan od najjacih dijelova u Lotr :wub:. Posted by: Galadriel Artanis Aug 14 2005, 07:49 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- još ništa???, nije moguće da je športski duh izumro!, nema dragovoljaca? entuzijasta? altruista?? prilika je tu, nagrada post više sretnom dobitniku :D ------------ QUOTE ---------- elfonja from ME porijeklo citata??? i tko ga izgovara?' "The Elves of Rivendell are indeed descendants of his chief foes: the Gnomes, the Elvenwise ones, that came out of the Far West, and whom Elbereth Gilthoniel still protects. They fear no Ring-wraiths, for they live at once in both worlds, and each world has only half power over them, while they have double over both." ----------------------------- ----------------------------- Tek sam sad to vidjela - ne mogu vjerovati da nitko ne zna odgovor :shocking: Pa to Gandalf odgovara Frodu na njegovo pitanje jeli Rivendell siguran od prstenovih utvara - onaj dio u FOTR-u di se ranjeni Frodo probudio u Rivendellu i ugledao Gandalfa pokraj uzglavlja :yes: Posted by: Galadriel Artanis Aug 14 2005, 07:50 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- neće se nitko igrati :crryyy: dobro, možda je ipak bilo preteško, text je ovaj ------------ QUOTE ---------- elfonja from ME porijeklo citata??? i tko ga izgovara?' "The Elves of Rivendell are indeed descendants of his chief foes: the Gnomes, the Elvenwise ones, that came out of the Far West, and whom Elbereth Gilthoniel still protects. They fear no Ring-wraiths, for they live at once in both worlds, and each world has only half power over them, while they have double power over both." ----------------------------- a rješenje je Gandalf u Rivendellu, kad se vodi razgovor o sigurnosti Rivendella od Neprijatelja, citat možete naći u The Return of the Shadow, str.212 odmah pri vrhu str. ----------------------------- E hebi ga - ni ovo nisam vidila :bonk: :bonk: :bonk: Posted by: arien Aug 14 2005, 05:35 PM sad je ovo Vanya postao u temama iz lotra :cry: nesto prekrasno... :cry: najlijepsa recenica i stvarno najbolji zavrsetak ikoje price :cry: cak i one Bilbove: i zivjeli su sretno i zadovoljno do kraja svojih dana... :wub: Here ends the SILMARILLION. If it has passed from the high and the beautiful to darkness and ruin, that was of old the fate of Arda Marred; and if any change shall come and the Marring be amended, Manwë and Varda may know; but they have not revealed it, and it is not declared in the dooms of Mandos. :cry: :wub: :crryyy: :wub: :crryyy: Posted by: Vilin-kamen Aug 14 2005, 08:46 PM "U ovom zabacenom kraju još je vladala hladna, vlažna zima. Jedino zelenilo bijaše prljava pjena od travurine olovne boje na tamnoj masnoj površini mutne vodurine. Iz magle je izranjao mrtav korov i truli šaš nalik na nazubljene sjene davno zaboravljena leta." Mrtve baruštine, Dvije kule, 262. stranica. Biste li vi bolje opisai mrtve baruštine? Predivni detalji! :wub: Posted by: Gilbhart Aug 15 2005, 12:14 PM Sutradan je, nakon kasnog dorucka, čarobnjak sjedio s Frodom uz otvoren prozor u kabinetu. Na ognjištu je veselo gorjela vatra, iako je sunce bilo vec toplo i vjetar puhao s juga. Sve je odisalo svježinom, a mlado proljetno zelenilo ljeskalo se u poljima i na vrhovima grancica na drvecu. Prstenova družina, 62. strana :wub: :wub: :veliki: :crryyy: Edited by Gilbhart on Aug 15 2005, 01:43 PM Posted by: elrond Aug 15 2005, 01:11 PM dijalog Aragorna&Eowyn: "Mozda ce uskoro doci vrijeme kad se nitko nece vratiti - rece joj on. - Tada ce trebati biti hrabar bez slave, jer se nitko nece sjecati junastava pocinjenih u posljednjoj obrani vasih domova. Pa ipak, ta junastva neće biti nista manje vrijedna zato sto ih nitko nece slaviti." Edited by elrond on Aug 16 2005, 12:23 PM Posted by: Anya Aug 16 2005, 12:21 PM The leaves were long, the grass was green, The hemlock-umbels tall and fair, And in the glade a light was seen Of stars in shadow shimmering. Tinúviel was dancing there To music of a pipe unseen, And light of stars was in her hair, And in her raiment glimmering. There Beren came from mountains cold, And lost he wandered under leaves, And where the Elven-river rolled He walked alone and sorrowing. He peered between the hemlock-leaves And saw in wonder flowers of gold Upon her mantle and her sleeves, And her hair like shadow following. Enchantment healed his weary feet That over hills were doomed to roam; And forth he hastened, strong and fleet, And grasped at moonbeams glistening. Through woven woods in Elvenhome She lightly fled on dancing feet, And left him lonely still to roam In the silent forest listening. He heard there oft the flying sound Of feet as light as linden-leaves, Or music welling underground, In hidden hollows quavering. Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves, And one by one with sighing sound Whispering fell the beachen leaves In the wintry woodland wavering. He sought her ever, wandering far Where leaves of years were thickly strewn, By light of moon and ray of star In frosty heavens shivering. Her mantle glinted in the moon, As on a hill-top high and far She danced, and at her feet was strewn A mist of silver quivering. When winter passed, she came again, And her song released the sudden spring Like rising lark, and falling rain, and melting water bubbling. He saw the elven-flowers spring About her feet, and healed again He longed by her to dance and sing Upon the grass untroubling. Again she fled, but swift he came, Tinúviel! Tinúviel! he called her by her elvish name; And there she halted listening. One moment stood she, and a spell His voice laid on her: Beren came, And doom fell on Tinúviel That in his arms lay glistening. As Beren looked into her eyes Within the shadows of her hair, The trembling starlight of her hair, He saw there mirrored shimmering. Tinúviel the elven-fair, Immortal maiden elven-wise, About him cast her shadowy hair And arms like silver glimmering. Long was the way that fate them bore, O'er stony mountains cold and grey, Through halls of iron and darkling door, And woods of nightshade morrowless. The Sundering Seas between them lay, And yet at last they met once more, And long ago they passed away In the forest singing sorrowless. Posted by: freya Aug 16 2005, 12:23 PM :wub: :wub: :wub: :wub: Posted by: Anya Aug 16 2005, 12:25 PM A evo najmocniji citat :wow: ''Tears unnumbered ye shall shed; and the Valar will fence Valinor against you, and shut you out, so that not even the echo of your lamentation shall pass over the moutains. On the House of Fëanor the wrath of the Valar lieth from the West unto the uttermost East, and upon all that will follow them it shall be laid also. Their Oath shall drive them, and yet betray them, and ever snatch away the very treasures that they have sworn to pursue. To evil end shall all things turn that they begin well; and by treason of kin unto kin and the fear of treason, shall this come to pass. The Disposessed shall they be forever. Ye have spilled the blood of your kindred unrighteously and have stained the land of Aman. For blood ye shall render blood, and beyond Aman ye shall dwell in Death's shadow. For though Eru appointed to you to die not in Eä, and no sickness may assail you, yet slain ye may be, and slain ye shall be: by weapon and by torment and grief; and your houseless spirits shall come then to Mandos. There long shall ye abide and yearn for your bodies, and find little pity though all whom ye have slain should entreat for you. And those that endure in Middle-earth and come not to Mandos shall grow weary of the world as with a great burden, and shall wane, and become as shadows of regret before the younger race that cometh after. The Valar have spoken. '' Silm, str.103-104 Posted by: elrond Aug 16 2005, 12:25 PM Nîn o Chithaeglir lasto beth daer; Rimmo nîn Bruinen dan in Ulaer! 'Waters of the Misty Mountains listen to the great word; flow waters of Loudwater against the Ringwraiths!' Posted by: Anya Aug 16 2005, 12:35 PM ''Many are my names in many countries, he said. Mithrandir among the Elves, Tharkűn to the Dwarves; Olórin I was in my youth in the West that is forgotten, in the South, Incánus, in the North, Gandalf; to the East I go not. '' Wizard :wub: Posted by: Meneldil Aug 16 2005, 03:30 PM "Ónen i-Estel Edain, ú-chebin estel anim." Dadoh nadu Edainu, ne zadržah nade za sebe. :cry: :wub: Posted by: Indis Aug 24 2005, 06:20 PM And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water. And then it seemed to him that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the grey rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a far green country under a swift sunrise. (IMAGE: http://img232.imageshack.us/img232/5998/cres036m1di.jpg) :( Posted by: Morgoth Bauglir Aug 24 2005, 10:01 PM :shocking: Posted by: Anuviel Aug 25 2005, 07:43 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water. And then it seemed to him that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the grey rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a far green country under a swift sunrise. ----------------------------- sjedim na poslu i placem lady :cry: Posted by: Anuviel Aug 25 2005, 07:49 AM "Sing be glad, all ye children of the West, for your King shall come again, and he shall dwell among you all the days of your life. and the Tree that was withered shall be renewed, and he shall plant it in the high places, and the City shall be blessed. Sing all ye people. " Posted by: Feanor Curufinwe Aug 31 2005, 09:37 PM "Iz sumnje, iz mraka došao sam do dana Što se rađa, suncu pjevajući, mača isukana. Do kraja nade jahao sam sve dok srce puklo nije. Za bijes i propast i krv što sumrak lije." Eomer, Bitka na Pelenorskim Poljima, 126 str. Povratak Kralja Posted by: Meneldil Sep 10 2005, 02:52 PM Svi smo mi ovo vidjeli, i vjerojatno su ovi citati bili već tu, ali sad bih ih stavio zajedno da primjetite nešto, krajeve triju velikih prica :( SILMARILLION: But Morgoth himself the Valar thrust through the Door of Night beyond the Walls of the World, into the Timeless Void; and a guard is set for ever on those walls, and Eärendil keeps watch upon the ramparts of the sky. Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days. Here ends the SILMARILLION. If it has passed from the high and the beautiful to darkness and ruin, that was of old the fate of Arda Marred; and if any change shall come and the Marring be amended, Manwë and Varda may know; but they have not revealed it, and it is not declared in the dooms of Mandos. AKALLABĘTH For the Dúnedain held that even mortal Men, if so blessed, might look upon other times than those of their bodies' life; and they longed ever to escape from the shadows of their exile and to see in some fashion fee light that dies not; for the sorrow of the thought of death had pursued them over the deeps of the sea. Thus it was that great mariners among them would still search the empty seas, hoping to come upon the Isle of Meneltarma, and there to see a vision of things that were. But they found it not. And those that sailed far came only to the new lands, and found them like to the old lands, and subject to death. And those that sailed furthest set but a girdle about the Earth and returned weary at last to the place of their beginning; and they said: 'All roads are now bent.' Thus in after days, what by the voyages of ships, what by lore and star-craft, the kings of Men knew that the world was indeed made round, and yet the Eldar were permitted still to depart and to come to the Ancient West and to Avallónë, if they would. Therefore the loremasters of Men said that a Straight Road must still be, for those that were permitted to find it. And they taught that, while the new world fell away, the old road and the path of the memory of the West still went on, as it were a mighty bridge invisible that passed through the air of breath and of flight (which were bent now as the world was bent), and traversed Ilmen which flesh unaided cannot endure, until it came to Tol Eressëa, the Lonely Isle, and maybe even beyond, to Valinor, where the Valar still dwell and watch the unfolding of the story of the world. And tales and rumours arose along the shores of the sea concerning mariners and men forlorn upon the water who, by some fate or grace or favour of the Valar, had entered in upon the Straight Way and seen the face of the world sink below them, and so had come to the lamplit quays of Avallónë, or verily to the last beaches on the margin of Aman, and there had looked upon the White Mountain, dreadful and beautiful, before they died. OF THE RINGS OF POWER AND THE THIRD AGE White was that ship and long was it a-building, and long it awaited the end of which Círdan had spoken. But when all these things were done, and the Heir of Isildur had taken up the lordship of Men, and the dominion of the West had passed to him, then it was made plain that the power of the Three Rings also was ended, and to the Firstborn the world grew old and grey. In that time the last of the Noldor set sail from the Havens and left Middle-earth for ever. And latest of all the Keepers of the Three Rings rode to the Sea, and Master Elrond took there the ship that Círdan had made ready. In the twilight of autumn it sailed out of Mithlond, until the seas of the Bent World fell away beneath it, and the winds of the round sky troubled it no more, and borne upon the high airs above the mists of the world it passed into the Ancient West, and an end was come for the Eldar of story and of song. Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 10 2005, 04:10 PM Super, bas nam treba malo deprimiranja.... <_< Prvo sa tim sigom, onda sad ovo... :belj: Posted by: Meneldil Sep 10 2005, 04:12 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Super, bas nam treba malo deprimiranja.... <_< Prvo sa tim sigom, onda sad ovo... :belj: ----------------------------- Nisam ja, Tolkien je :mellow: Posted by: Erchamion Sep 10 2005, 04:12 PM Kvragu zasto sam to morao sada citati :crryyy: :crryyy: :crryyy: Posted by: Meneldil Sep 10 2005, 04:25 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Prvo sa tim sigom, onda sad ovo... :belj: ----------------------------- Kad si već spomenuo sig... :mellow: Ovako bi otprilike izgledao prijevod Marcirye na hrvatski :cry: Nije baš nešto, ali eto da vidite pravo znacenje :cry: :mellow: Tko će vidjeti blijeli brod S posljednje što obale plovi, Utvare blijede U utrobi njegovoj hladnoj Poput galeba klikcuce? Tko će promatrati bijeli brod, Leptira neuhvatljivog, U mora brzacima, Krilima zvijezdanim; More talasajuce, Pjene polecuce, Krila sjajeca, Svijetla blijedeca? Tko će čuti vjetar što rice Poput lišća šuma brojnoga, Kamene ocnjake škrg'ćuce, Po mjesecini sjajecoj, Po mjesecini venucoj, Po mjesecini padajucoj Poput svijece mrtvacke; Olujni glas mumljajuci, Bezdan što sporo se vuce? Tko vidjet će oblake skupljajuce, Nebo dok ponad se svija Planina kršecih, Mora 'zdižuceg, Ponora zjapeceg; Tmina drevna Od onkraj zvijezda Pada padajuca Nad kule propale. Tko će poglédati na brod razbijeni Na kamenju crnom Pod nebom slomljenim, Sunce tmurno treperece Nad kostima isijvajucim U jutru posljednjem? Tko vidjet će suton najzadnji? Edited by Meneldil on Sep 10 2005, 09:49 PM Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 10 2005, 04:29 PM :nosila: Posted by: Turin Sep 10 2005, 07:21 PM Pjesma je tuzna. Ali ne znam koja je to, Meneldil otkud je to tocno? Posted by: Rainalcar Sep 10 2005, 07:42 PM Markirya 'arka', doslovce 'dom-brod', objavljena u MC i napisana u više verzija, kapitalno djelo novijeg quendijskog jezika i sjajan uvid u upotrebu aktivnog participa ;) ;) MC- The Monsters and the Critics and other Essays Edited by Rainalcar on Sep 10 2005, 07:42 PM Posted by: Turin Sep 10 2005, 07:43 PM A za sta je kratica MC? Aha vidim taman si napisao. ;) Edited by Turin on Sep 10 2005, 08:43 PM Posted by: Gilbhart Sep 10 2005, 08:31 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- :nosila: ----------------------------- potpisujem :nosila: Posted by: Rainalcar Sep 10 2005, 09:02 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- :nosila: ----------------------------- potpisujem :nosila: ----------------------------- Ne gnjavite čovika, on je samo jedan od nas mnogih ;) ;) :roflmao: :bonk: :eureka: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 10 2005, 09:23 PM Kao prvo, nije covjek, smrtno ces ga uvrijedit s time... :P Kao drugo, Ostali nisu depresivni... :yes: Posted by: Meneldil Sep 10 2005, 09:31 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Kao prvo, nije covjek, smrtno ces ga uvrijedit s time... :P Kao drugo, Ostali nisu depresivni... :yes: ----------------------------- Beštija krilata <_< :P Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 10 2005, 09:33 PM (IMAGE: http://fool.exler.ru/sm/fly2.gif) flap flap odleprshah iz offtopica... :P Posted by: arien Sep 11 2005, 01:41 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Here ends the SILMARILLION. If it has passed from the high and the beautiful to darkness and ruin, that was of old the fate of Arda Marred; and if any change shall come and the Marring be amended, Manwë and Varda may know; but they have not revealed it, and it is not declared in the dooms of Mandos. ----------------------------- :cry: :cry: :cry: ovo mi je jedan od najlijepsih djelova u silmu :cry: uvijek se raspekmezim :cry: btw. elf :notworthy: na prijevodu :notworthy: :wub: Posted by: Ellin Sep 11 2005, 11:55 AM Meni su skoro svi zavrseci za raspekmeziti se... :cry: Posted by: antocjo Sep 13 2005, 01:24 PM Sinoc po zalasku sunca na zapadu skuzih kako se dani drasticno skracuju :buljo: i uhvati me neka jesenja sjeta i dodju mi odmah rijeci: The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. i onda idem pogledati kako to zvuci na hr...: Nema tih dana sa zapadnih strana, zašli su za brijeg u sjenu, Crnkovic... :doh: :doh: :doh: Posted by: Ellin Sep 13 2005, 01:27 PM Antocjo ne mogu se sjetiti... :wallbash: Iz kojeg je to dijela? Posted by: antocjo Sep 13 2005, 01:30 PM TTT 6. poglavlje... ;) Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 13 2005, 01:49 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Sinoc po zalasku sunca na zapadu skuzih kako se dani drasticno skracuju :buljo: i uhvati me neka jesenja sjeta i dodju mi odmah rijeci: The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow. i onda idem pogledati kako to zvuci na hr...: Nema tih dana sa zapadnih strana, zašli su za brijeg u sjenu, Crnkovic... :doh: :doh: :doh: ----------------------------- :wallbash: :bonk: :luuuud: :silly: Posted by: Mandos Sep 14 2005, 02:12 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- and it is not declared in the dooms of Mandos. ----------------------------- Mos mislit, vi kao znate sto sam ja govorio <_< Posted by: Hingalenwen Sep 15 2005, 12:51 PM There came a time near dawn on the eve of spring, and Lúthien danced upon a green hill; and suddenly she began to sing. Keen, heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night and pours its voice among the dying stars, seeing the sun behind the walls of the world; and the song of Lúthien released the bonds of winter, and the frozen waters spoke, and flowers sprang from the cold earth where her feet had passed. :cry: :wub: :wub: Posted by: Erchamion Sep 15 2005, 03:38 PM :cry: :cry: :crryyy: :crryyy: :wub: :wub: Ovo je... :cry: ovo je tako... :cry: awwwwwwwwwww :wub: :wub: Posted by: antocjo Sep 16 2005, 03:42 PM Boromir, O Boromir!' he cried. `What did she say to you, the Lady that dies not? What did she see? What woke in your heart then? Why went you ever to Laurelindórenan, and came not by your own road, upon the horses of Rohan riding home in the morning?' :cry: :buljo: :cry: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 16 2005, 03:44 PM A sta mislis why and what? (IMAGE: http://web.gay.hr/smilies/raspa.gif) Edited by Valarauco ramainen on Sep 16 2005, 04:44 PM Posted by: antocjo Sep 16 2005, 03:50 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- A sta mislis why and what? (IMAGE: http://web.gay.hr/smilies/raspa.gif) ----------------------------- ne sjecam se vise knjige... :mellow: (samo da ovo ponovo (URL: http://www.hrtolkienboard.org/forums/index.php?s=&act=ST&f=4&t=182#entry50365) ) sto ti je rekla...? :scared: she put a spell on you.... :mellow: zato sad ni ne mozes spavati... :ph34r: Posted by: elrond Sep 16 2005, 03:56 PM razmislio sam, bolje ovaj citat staviti u Hobita.....da malo podignem topic :D Posted by: elrond Sep 16 2005, 04:07 PM naiđoh na pozamašnu skupinu citata:, dakle uživajte: (i znajte nije copypejstanje, to je skinuta paučina s moje arhive (djelomično ;) ) Aragorn: "I I am of the world of Men and these are my people: I will die as one of them...." Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 16 2005, 04:07 PM A kaj nije to iz filma? :unsure: Posted by: elrond Sep 16 2005, 04:10 PM malo mračnog languagea: "Za dashu snaku Zigur, Durgbu nazgshu, Durgby dashshu!" Hail Sauron Lord of the Rings, Lord of the Earth" (ček' samo dok naš boardski istar ovo prokljuvi.......promjenit će sig, garant :P "It is army bred for one purpose: to destroy the world of Men" Edited by elrond on Sep 16 2005, 04:10 PM Posted by: elrond Sep 16 2005, 04:13 PM "Tall ships and tall kings, Three times three What brought they from the foundred land Over the flowing sea?Seven stars and seven stones And one white tree. (the guards of the citadel) Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 16 2005, 04:14 PM Elronde, alo, Middle Earth zove half elfa, half elf javi se :bonk: Ovo je topic sa citatima iz Knjige... prebaci se u Film :eureka: Posted by: elrond Sep 16 2005, 04:15 PM bijaše lud.....ali karakterno lud: "The rule of Gondor is mine, and no other's!" Denethor, neda se zaheba***i gandalfu.....ono ukratko mu objasnio gdje mu mjesto :booyah: ž ma imao je Denethor svoji blistavih luuuudih 5 minuta, dajte sjetite se i ovoga: "Boromir was loyal to me and no wizard's pupil!" :booyah: :roflmao: :rotfl: Edited by elrond on Sep 16 2005, 04:16 PM Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 16 2005, 04:17 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Elronde, alo, Middle Earth zove half elfa, half elf javi se :bonk: Ovo je topic sa citatima iz Knjige... prebaci se u Film :eureka: ----------------------------- pa ne dozivljava me pet posto.... :shocking: Elronde, tu saaaam... :bye: Posted by: elrond Sep 16 2005, 04:18 PM i sad mi tek kažeš.....ajd prebaci u film, imam poprilično toga..... Posted by: Meneldil Sep 16 2005, 04:19 PM Elronde :bye: :thud: Pogotovo ona rečenicu Black Speacha koja je, koliko ja znam, neologizam i nije potvrđena od Tolkiena Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 16 2005, 04:19 PM :shocking: :luuuud: pa govorim ti cijelu proslu stranicu :luuuud: :luuuud: :luuuud: prebacit cu ovo, a ti nastavi tamo :brise: Posted by: Valarauco ramainen Sep 16 2005, 04:21 PM Zapravo, moderator ce prebacit, ja sam umoran :girl: Posted by: elrond Sep 16 2005, 04:21 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Elronde :bye: :thud: Pogotovo ona rečenicu Black Speacha koja je, koliko ja znam, neologizam i nije potvrđena od Tolkiena ----------------------------- znam, znam idem u film.....ma mislio sam....a misliti je....znati :bonk: Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Sep 16 2005, 05:01 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ne sjecam se vise knjige... :mellow: (samo da ovo ponovo (URL: http://www.hrtolkienboard.org/forums/index.php?s=&act=ST&f=4&t=182#entry50365) ) ----------------------------- :rotfl: :rotfl: to nije bas toliko vazno :P (IMAGE: http://anita.f2o.org/forum/images/smiles/Medusa.gif) Edited by Elenna Eleniel on Sep 16 2005, 06:02 PM Posted by: Meneldil Sep 16 2005, 05:23 PM But Lúthien came to the halls of Mandos, where are the appointed places of the Eldalië, beyond the mansions of the West upon the confines of the world. There those that wait sit in the shadow of their thought. But her beauty was more than their beauty, and her sorrow deeper than their sorrows; and she knelt before Mandos and sang to him. The song of Lúthien before Mandos was the song most fair that ever in words was woven, and the song most sorrowful that ever the world shall ever hear. Unchanged, imperishable, it is sung still in Valinor beyond the hearing of the world, and the listening the Valar grieved. For Lúthien wove two themes of words, of the sorrow of the Eldar and the grief of Men, of the Two Kindreds that were made by Ilúvatar to dwell in Arda, the Kingdom of Earth amid the innumerable stars. And as she knelt before him her tears fell upon his feet like rain upon stones; and Mandos was moved to pity, who never before was so moved, nor has been since. :cry: :ph34r: Posted by: Turin Sep 16 2005, 07:26 PM Lijepo. I tuzno. :( :booyah: Posted by: Elenna Eleniel Sep 16 2005, 07:46 PM :cry: Posted by: Anfauglir Sep 25 2005, 12:02 PM Sam duboko uzdahne i rece: - E pa, vratio sam se. Posted by: arien Sep 25 2005, 02:00 PM He hated the dark, and he hated the light more. He hated everything, and the Ring most of all... :cry: Gollum :cry: Posted by: Anya Nov 25 2005, 09:22 PM "The clouds were torn by the wind, and a red sunset slashed in the West. Seeing the sudden gleam in the gloom Bilbo looked round. He gave a great cry: he had seen a sight that made his heart leap, dark shapes small yet majestic against the distant glow. 'The Eagles! The Eagles!' he shouted. 'The Eagles are coming!'" - The Hobbit: The Clouds Burst :wub: Posted by: Nessa Tasartir Dec 3 2005, 04:36 PM 'Yes,' said Gandalf; 'for it will be better to ride back three together than one alone. Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-earth. Go in peace! I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.' -LOTR, ROTK, The Gray Havens :cry: sto reci nego Namarie :cry: mellon And the ship went out into the High Sea and passed on into the West, until at last on a night of rain Frodo smelled a sweet fragrance on the air and heard the sound of singing that came over the water. And then it seemed that as in his dream in the house of Bombadil, the gray rain-curtain turned all to silver glass and was rolled back, and he beheld white shores and beyond them a far green country under a swift sunrise. -LOTR, ROTK, The Gray Havens (bold dodala osobno) :cry: :wub: prekrasno, toliko lijepo da me rasplace, pogotovo ovo sto sam boldala, cini mi se kao u onoj Oliverovoj pismi Novi zivot se radja... kao da je sada sve bolje, da je sada sve u redu :cry: nakon svih patnji. Edited by Nessa Tasartir on Dec 3 2005, 04:37 PM Posted by: Hingalenwen Dec 3 2005, 04:37 PM Yep, ovaj drugi citat sam imala u sigu neko vrijeme ;) Prekrasan i dirljiv :wub: :crryyy: Posted by: Nessa Tasartir Dec 3 2005, 04:57 PM Jos nesto jako zanimljivo sto sam otkrila, ali ne znam gdje bi postala, u Teme ili Silm ili ovdje :unsure: ali kako su citati u pitanju, onda radije ovdje :yes: LOTR, ROTK, The Tower of Cirith Ungol (Sam’s song) In western lands beneath the Sun the flowers many rise in Spring the trees may bud, the waters run, the merry finches sing. Or there maybe ‘tis cloudless night and swaying beeches bear the Elven-stars as jewels white amid their branching hair. Though here at journey’s end I lie in darkness buried deep, beyond all towers strong and high, beyond all mountains steep, above all shadows rides the Sun and Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, nor bid the Stars farewell. Silmarillion, Of Beren and Luthien (Beren's song) Farewell sweet earth and northern sky, for ever blest, since here did lie and here with lissom limbs did run beneath the Moon, beneath the Sun Luthien Tinuviel more fair than mortal tounge can tell. Though all to ruin fell the world and were dissolved and backward hurled unmade into the old abyss, yet were in making goog, good for this- the dusk, the dawn, the earth, the sea- that Luthien for a time should be. Zanimljivo mi je kako u obe pjesme imaju neke slicne motive pogotovo koji se vide tijekom oprastanja od svijeta :yes: Posted by: mellon Dec 5 2005, 01:05 PM nessa... pocinjes me podsjecati na matematicara Johnn Nasha s tim silnim kombinacijama pjesama.. :ph34r: Posted by: Ellin Dec 5 2005, 11:59 PM Volim tolkienove pjesme... :cry: :wub: Posted by: Nessa Tasartir Dec 6 2005, 04:55 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- nessa... pocinjes me podsjecati na matematicara Johnn Nasha s tim silnim kombinacijama pjesama.. :ph34r: ----------------------------- tko je on preciousssss, ja to sasvim slucajno napravila :ph34r: Posted by: sholky Dec 6 2005, 04:56 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- ------------ QUOTE ---------- nessa... pocinjes me podsjecati na matematicara Johnn Nasha s tim silnim kombinacijama pjesama.. :ph34r: ----------------------------- tko je on preciousssss, ja to sasvim slucajno napravila :ph34r: ----------------------------- Znas onaj film, Genijalan um, to je on :yes: Posted by: Nessa Tasartir Dec 6 2005, 04:59 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Znas onaj film, Genijalan um, to je on :yes: ----------------------------- nisam skopcala :blush: ali inace sam sasvim slucajno radila te paralele s pjesmicama :yes: jednostavno vidila sam slicnost kad sam ih prekucavala :yes: Posted by: Eomund Dec 9 2005, 12:04 PM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Volim tolkienove pjesme... :cry: :wub: ----------------------------- Malo mi zbunjene izgledaju i zvuce na hrvatskom, na engleskom mi bas super. :jumpy: Posted by: Ellin Dec 9 2005, 12:08 PM Na to sam i ja mislila. :yes: Na engleskom su mi stvarno super. :wow: Posted by: Âru n’Adűnâi Dec 21 2005, 01:05 AM 'Away now, Shadowfax! Run, greatheart, run as you have never run before! Ovaj citat je iz mene izletio u najneočekivanijem trenutku, u možda malo promjenjenom izdanju, ali uhvatio sam bit. :D I sam ispao budala :P Živio citat, živio Shadowfax :yes: Posted by: Steve Dec 21 2005, 09:58 AM nije citat, ali neznam gdje da stavim :puzzled: poceo sam citat LOTR ponovo, sada ga mozda i zavrsim :yes: prije sam na engleskom dosao do tomba bombadila, pa na hrvatskom prvu knjigu, a sada se nadam da mi nece dosadit uopce :blush: Posted by: Ellin Dec 21 2005, 10:00 AM Maca ukljuci se onda u topic Kolektivno citanje, i komentiraj! :klap: Posted by: Steve Dec 21 2005, 10:02 AM ------------ QUOTE ---------- Maca ukljuci se onda u topic Kolektivno citanje, i komentiraj! :klap: ----------------------------- tek sam poceo, jos nije ni bilboov rodjendan :doh: Posted by: Ellin Dec 21 2005, 10:03 AM Nema veze, stici ces nas, topic ide jedno poglavlje tjedno. :yes: Posted by: Meneldil Jan 10 2006, 07:50 PM 'I wish life was not so short,' he thought. 'Languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.' end

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