CH 16.007 p Spring came hopefully, be.

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16.003 But the woodmen land.’
16.004 Therefore Turambar arose, tidings.
16.005 Then Glaurung was slay.’
16.006 Nonetheless he was Brandir.
16.007 Spring came hopefully, be.
16.008 But before long summer.
16.009 A day came done?’
16.010 ‘Little,’ said Turambar, hearts.’
16.011 The men wondered, bearing.