Then Aragorn sang,
"From the Gate of Kings the North Wind rides, and past the roaring falls
And clear and cold about the tower its loud horn calls.
What news from the North, O mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
What news of Boromir the bold? for he is long away.'
'Beneath Amon Hen I heard his cry. There many foes he fought.
His cloven shield, his broken sword, they to the water brought
His head so proud, his face so fair, his limbs they laid to rest;
And Rauros, golden Rauros-falls bore him upon its breast.'
'O Boromir! the Tower of Guard shall ever northward gaze
To Rauros, golden Rauros-falls until the end of days."

A mix for Boromir of Gondor, one of my favorite characters.

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