CH 07.041 p ‘Is this the last.

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07.037 As the afternoon flower.
07.038 ‘See! There is Túrin.
07.039 The sun was way.
07.040 At length they uncertain.
07.041 ‘Is this the last.
07.042 ‘Not the door dank.
07.043 One by one shaped.
07.044 Amon Rûdh had woods.
07.045 Through the deep called.’