theoden

• helm's deep kuşatmasından önce zırhını giyerken okuduğu şiir şöyledir:
  
  where now is 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 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?