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Bree
The Shire
Rivendell
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The One Ring Musical
Contents
THE
SCRIPT
Scene opens with
Gandalf alone on stage. He is down stage
right, illuminated by a bright white spot. GANDALF PAY
ME HEED MY GOOD PEOPLE FOR
THIS IS A LEGEND OF
GREAT EVIL, OF WIZARDS, AND KINGS. A
WONDEROUS TALE YOU SHOULD KNOW FROM
AN AGE LONG AGO, BEFORE
MAN WAS THE MEASURE OF THINGS. WHEN
THE EARTH GENTLY MURMURED HER
SONG TO THE FORESTS AS
THE BREEZE SOFTLY WHISPERED ITS PART. WHEN
THE SMALLEST STOOD TALL AND
IS STILL KNOWN TO ALL BY
HIS STRENGTH AND PURENESS OF HEART. I
am the wizard known as Gandalf the Grey.
While I have spent years traveling throughout all of Middle Earth in
search of the truth about the Ring, my journey now takes me to the Shire, the
land of Hobbits. I must visit a certain
Mr. Frodo Baggins who will soon became known to all as The Ring Bearer. (Lights come up down stage left revealing Frodo Baggins, reading in a chair by a fire. He has a pipe in his mouth. Gandalf crosses to stage left. Just out of the circle of light, Gandalf raps his staff on the floor three times. Frodo continues reading, ignoring the tapping. Gandalf raps his staff again.) FRODO There’s
never enough time for a book and a good smoke.
Who could that be and at this hour? GANDALF If
you don’t let me in, Frodo, I shall blow your door right down your hole and out
through the hill! FRODO My
dear Gandalf! Half a minute! Come in! Come in!
How long has it been? I was
beginning to think you had forgotten all about us Hobbits and the Shire. GANDALF It
will be ten years come this autumn since my last visit but rest assured that
all my wanderings and efforts in that time concerned you very much. And your ring. FRODO My
ring? I know that my uncle Bilbo
fancied it but how is it that it would be a concern to a great wizard like you? GANDALF It
is dangerous in many ways and more powerful than I ever dared to think. So
powerful that in the end it would overcome anyone of mortal race who possessed
it. It would possess him. FRODO How
terrifying! How long have you known
this and how much did Bilbo know? GANDALF Your
Uncle Bilbo knew no more than he told you.
I am certain he would never have passed on anything that he thought
would be a danger to you, even though I promised to look after you. Ever since Bilbo left I have been deeply
concerned about you and all these charming, absurd, helpless hobbits. It would be a grievous blow if the Dark
Power overcame the Shire; if all your kind, jolly stupid Bolgers, Hornblowers,
Boffins and especially the ridiculous Bagginses became enslaved. FRODO Enslaved? I still don’t understand what all this has
to do with Bilbo and myself and our ring. GANDALF You
do not know the real peril yet, but you shall.
How long have I known, I still do not know but I no longer doubt my
guess. There is a last test to make. Give
me the ring. (Frodo hesitates as if reluctant to let Gandalf touch the
ring). Come now Frodo. I have no time for such foolishness. It took all my powers of reason and
persuasion to convince him to leave it for you. For that is the way of the ring.
It has a will of its own and it pulls upon the heart and mind of anyone
who possesses it. It has already begun
to work its evil on you. Now, let me
see it. (Frodo slowly and
reluctantly draws the chain out from inside his tunic. The Ring hangs on the end. Gandalf looks at
him sternly and holds out his hand.
Frodo hands him the ring and Gandalf immediately throws it into the
fire. Frodo moves to retrieve it but
Gandalf restrains him.) FRODO What
have you done? My beautiful ring will
be ruined! GANDALF Your
ring Frodo? It is not your ring anymore
than it was Bilbo’s. You merely possess
it for a time as Bilbo did. He has
grown old and his spirit has been weakened by the ring. A mortal who keeps one of the great rings
does not die, but he does not grow or obtain more life. He merely continues until every moment is
weariness. And if he often uses the
Ring to make himself invisible, he fades and forever walks in twilight forever
under the power of the dark lord. But
for now your spirit is strong and all that transpires from this day forth will
involve you and the ring. (Gandalf takes the tongs and retrieves the Ring from the
fire. He drops it into his hand and
then gives it back to Frodo.) FRODO There
isn’t a scratch on it. GANDALF And
after all that time in the fire, it is not even warm is it? Can you see the writing on the inside? FRODO Writing? It has always been quite plain. In all these years I had never noticed it
before. But what does it say? I’ve never seen letters like these. GANDALF The
letters are Elvish, of an ancient mode but the language is that of Mordor which
I will not utter here. But in the common tongue it says “One Ring to rule them
all/One Ring to find them/One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind
them.” It is only two lines of a verse long known in elven-lore. No,
Frodo. Yours is no ordinary ring. This is the One Ring. The One Ruling Ring of Power. The Dark Lord forged it long ago in the
fires of Mt. Doom to enslave the three rings of elfin kings. It is filled with his power and evil. It is Sauron’s ring and he greatly desires
it-but he must not get it. FRODO This
ring? But how and why on earth did it
come to me? GANDALF Ah! As to how, that is a very long story. The beginnings lie back in the Black years
that only the loremasters now remember.
As to why, such questions cannot be answered. You may be sure that it was not for any merit that others do not
posses: not for power or wisdom, at any rate.
But you have been chosen and you must therefore use such strength and
heart and wits as you have. FRODO But
I have so little of any of these things!
You are wise and powerful. Will
you not take the Ring? GANDALF No! I should have power too great and terrible.
And over me the Ring would gain a power still greater and more deadly. Do not tempt me! For I do not wish to become like the Dark Lord himself. I dare
not take it, not even to keep it safe, unused.
The wish to wield it would be too great for my strength. I shall have need of it for great perils lie
before me, before all of us. FRODO If
it is so powerful and so dangerous, why not just destroy it? GANDALF My
dear Frodo, your little fire wouldn’t melt even ordinary gold but there no
smith’s forge in the Shire that could alter it. Not even the anvils and furnaces of the dwarves could do
that. If it could be unmade so easily
the threat to Middle Earth could be countered just as easily. No, Frodo.
Yours is no ordinary ring. This
is the One Ring. The One Ruling Ring of
Power. The Dark Lord forged it long ago
in the fires of Mt. Doom to enslave the three rings of elfin kings. It is filled with his power and evil. It is Sauron’s ring and he greatly desires
it-but he must not get it. There is
only one way to destroy it: to find the Cracks of Doom in the Fire Mountain in
Mordor and cast it there. Only in that
way can we hope to put it beyond the grasp of the Enemy forever. FRODO I
do really wish to destroy it. Or, well
have it destroyed. I am not made for
perilous quests. GANDALF There
is peril everywhere now. Sauron knows
the Ring has been found and his Black Riders search everywhere. It will not be long until they learn of the
Shire if they have not already. FRODO Then
I guess I must leave. My being here
puts everyone in danger. But I must
admit I am reluctant to do so. Being my
own master and living in Bag End all these years has been exceedingly pleasant. I should hate to leave it all behind. GANDALF It
may well be that the only way to save this Shire you love is to leave it
behind. I hope this is the greatest
sacrifice you are forced to make on your journey. As for your perilous quest, for now a journey to Rivendell will
hold peril enough. A council has been called of all the free folk of the
Western Lands to decide how best to answer Sauron’s threat. I will meet you there. Come as quickly as you can. Choose for yourself a companion to aid you
on your journey but tell no one, not even him, where you are going and for what
purpose. And be careful. Frodo, I must leave you now but know I will
be watching over you and will aid you if I can. Now our friendship truly begins.
For on this path our courage and loyalty will be tested at every
turn. Farewell. (Gandalf exits. The interior of Frodo’s house slides off stage and the lights dim momentarily. As the lights come back up, Frodo has crossed to down stage center.) FRODO A
journey to Rivendell. At least the
thought of seeing my Uncle Bilbo makes the idea of leaving the here bearable. I
HAVE WATCHED THE YEARS ROLL BY, SINCE
BILBO HAD THE RING. HE
CLAIMED IT WAS A GIFT RECIEVED WHILE
OFF ADVENTURING. WHEN
HE WENT OFF TO RIVENDELL, TO
REST AS HE GREW OLD, DID
HE KNOW THE SECRET OF, HIS
PRECIOUS BAND OF GOLD? AND
NOW THE DAYS ARE DARKENING. I FEEL
THE BREEZE GROW CHILL. I
HEAR A STRANGE VOICE HARKENING, THAT
PREYS UPON MY WILL. NOW
WHAT IS THE ROLE FOR ME? WHAT
DOES MY FUTURE BRING? WHY
DO I FEEL MY LIFE’S SOMEHOW, ENTWINED
WITHIN THIS RING? AND
NOW THIS RING, WITH
ALL IT’S POWER, I
FEEL MY DREAD, GROW
BY THE HOUR. IT
SEEMS MY SIMPLE LIFE, NOW
HAS COME TO AN END. WILL
MY WORLD BE TORN APART, OR
SHALL IT MEND? (Sam enters followed by two younger hobbits, Merry and Pippin. They all are wearing traveling cloaks and carrying packs and walking sticks. Sam is carrying an extra set for Frodo and gives them to him.) FRODO Hello
Sam...AND Merry...AND Pippin. (Frodo looks crossly at Sam.) Well Sam it seems that my desire for secrecy
has lost out to your desire to gossip. SAM Beggin’
your pardon Mister Frodo but I didn’t tell them a thing. They guessed at it and then pestered me
somethin’ awful.
Don’t
blame Sam too much. He did his best but
when Sam has a task to do he just barrels ahead. It didn’t take much for us to figure out something was up. MERRY Seemed
a right good chance for an adventure. FRODO I
fear you will get more of an adventure than you bargained for. We have a long road ahead of us, well beyond
the farthest reaches of the Shire. We
are not going through the village tonight.
Too many ears pricking and eyes prying.
Well now we’re off at last. (As they begin to exit, Frodo lags
behind.) I wonder if I shall ever
look down into this valley again. (They exit. As
they do, nine sinister looking figures in flowing black cloaks enter and rush
about the stage searching. They all
exit in different directions. A man in
a dark green cloak enters and then moves up stage and stands perfectly
still. He drops his head so that his
face is covered by his hood. Frodo
enters followed by Sam, Merry and Pippin.
As they cross the stage, the man drops in behind them at a
distance. As the hobbits exit, the man
stops and whirls around to see one of the black cloaked men enter. The green coaked man draws his sword and
challenges him. They begin to
fight. Another blacked robe man enters,
then another and another. The green
cloaked man looks back over his shoulder in the direction of the Hobbits exit
as if checking to see that they have made their escape. Satisfied that they have, he makes a few
more parries and then exits in the same direction as the Hobbits but
upstage. Two of the men follow him, two
go off opposite and five exit after the Hobbits. The set changes to Rivendell and the council of Elrond. Seated upstage center are Gandalf, the
Elf-Lord Elrond and Bilbo Baggins, an old Hobbit who appears to have nodded
off. Standing down stage on either side
of these three are various folk of Middle Earth. Off to the side, the green cloaked man stands quietly, observing. GIMLI To
all of you who do not know me, I am Gimli Dwarf, Son of Gloin. A year ago a messenger came from Mordor to
speak with our Dain. He said that Lord
Sauron the Great sought our friendship.
He asked concerning hobbits and said that Sauron fancied a simple ring
as a token of our friendship. He
promised us that Moria, the once great dwarf city and the three remaining rings
of our dwarf-sires would be returned to us if we could find the ring or provide
him with information. It seemed a great deal for a “trifle”, this “least of
rings.” So Dain sent me here to warn
Frodo that he is sought and to learn why the Enemy desires this ring. We crave the advice of Elrond. The shadow grows nearer. If we make no answer the Enemy may move men
to assail the Dain. ELROND You
will hear today all that you need to understand the purposes of the Enemy. There is naught you can do but resist, with
hope or without it. But you do not
stand alone. Your trouble is but part
of all the western world. BOROMIR I am
Boromir of Gondor. We have long been in
battle with the forces of the east.
Mordor has overthrown many of our outlands and far defences. We are outnumbered at least ten to one, but
what has forced our re-treat is a new and more terrible evil. My brother Faramir, seeing how great our
need, offered to come to Rivendell.
However, my father, Lord Denethor felt it best that I come and find what
I could of this puzzle. LEGOLAS I
would ask to speak as well my Lord Elrond. ELROND What
is it Legolas? LEGOLAS I
have returned from scouting our southern borders and already Sauron’s evil
draws near. Many of the living lands
are emptied of their folk and armies in the service of Mordor gather in the
east and south. I also have word that
Gollum has escaped his captivity in Lorien and now he too scours the land in
search of the Ring. There are also
rumors of Orcs and easterling men gathering in Isengard. Many fear that the Gap of Rohan will soon be
closed to us. Others fear that Rohan
itself has fallen under Sauron yoke. EOWYN Legolas. Lord Elrond. I am Eowyn sister-daughter of King Theoden of Rohan, the very
land of which you speak. BOROMIR Has
Rohan grown so weak that it now sends its women out in the world geared for
battle?
Lord
Boromir, has Gondor always been so feeble minded that it has never thought to
do so? When I pledge my sword to an
endeavor, I assure you that it is the equal of any man here. I will tell you that Rohan has not grown
weak. Yes, Theoden is old but he still
rules. We do not pay tribute to Sauron
but we are not yet in open war with Mordor.
The Gap of Rohan is still open to the folk of the western lands. ELROND That
is good news Lady Eowyn and good news is in short supply these days. Good Gimli Dwarf, Boromir of the Men of
Gondor and Legolas, of the Mirkwood Elves. It is well that you have all come
here. From all that you say it seems
clear that war is at hand. Sauron sends
his fell servants farther and farther afield.
With Gandalf, the great wizard and Bilbo Baggins, Hobbit of the Shire,
all the folk of the Western Lands are now here represented. GANDALF There
are many rings but the One Ring of Power is the key. The three elven rings are safely within our control. The seven for the dwarves we know of and the
nine for men, Sauron has reclaimed and given to his black riders or Nazgul as
they are called in Morgul Tongue. But
as I said, the one is the key. Sauron
searches for it and is moving his armies before he has regained his full
strength for he fears that in time, the West will use the ring against him. (Gandalf gestures to a servant down stage left. The servant exits briefly and returns with Frodo. A few moments later Sam sneaks in followed by Merry and Pippin.) Here
before you is the Hobbit of which legends tell. While there are at this council all manner of wizard and lords,
great men of arms and (Looking at the
green cloaked man) perhaps even shadows of
ancient Kings, I present to Frodo Baggins, Halfling of the Shire. The Ring Bearer. As legends speak: “SEEK
FOR THE SWORD THAT WAS BROKEN IN RIVENDELL IT DWELLS. THERE
SHALL BE COUNSELS TAKEN STRONGER THAN MORGUL SPELLS. THERE
SHALL BE SHOWN A TOKEN THAT DOOM IS NEAR AT HAND, FOR
ISULDUR’S BANE SHALL WAKEN AND THE HALFLING FORTH SHALL
STAND.” The
time has come. Frodo, the ring. Hold it high for all to see. ELROND Behold
the One Ring. Behold Isuldur’s
bane. Behold that which was lost, for
it is found again. BOROMIR But
Gandalf, the legend speaks of the sword that was broken and that it comes here
to Rivendell. If the full prophecy is
not fulfilled can we be sure that doom is at hand? (Gandalf waits and then slowly looks to the man in the green cloak. At last he steps forward.) ARAGORN I
AM ARAGORN. SON
OF ARATHORN. HEIR
TO KINGS THAT WERE, THE
SONS OF ISULDUR. (He lifts up two pieces of a great sword broken at the hilt.) BEHOLD
THE BROKEN BLADE. THE
SWORD OF ELENDIL. THE
SWORD THAT LEGENDS TELL BROKE
BENEATH HIM WHEN HE FELL. IT
SHALL BE RE-FORGED. ILL-GOTTEN
GAINS DISGORGED. THAT
WHICH WAS OURS BEFORE SHALL
THEN BE OURS ONCE MORE. GANDALF So
here we are with the prophecy of the legends fulfilled and so doom is indeed at
hand. So now we must choose how we will
answer the threat that issues forth from Mordor. BOROMIR WHY
SPEAK OF CHOICE? WHAT
DECISION WAITS? TO
OUR CAUSE GREAT WEAPONS ARE DELIVERED. WITH
BLADE AND RING, THE
TIME HAS COME. LET
SWORDS BE RAISED AND ARROWS UNQUIVERED. GIMLI FOR
YEARS IT HAS BEEN HIDDEN BY
EVIL GOLLUM UNDERGROUND. IF
IT AGAIN IT COULD BE HIDDEN, NEED
WE FEAR THAT IT BE FOUND? BOROMIR NOW
WHY DO YOU SPEAK OF HIDING? I
WILL TAKE IT TO MY FATHER DENETHOR. HE
WILL WIELD IT AGAINST SAURON AND
BRING GONDOR VICTORY IN WAR. GANDALF & ELROND ARAGORN WE
CANNOT WIELD THE RING TIL
IT’S UNMADE HE WILL SEEK
IT. FOR
THOSE WHO HAVE THE STRENGTH WHERE WOULD BE OUT OF HIS
RANGE? WOULD
FEEL IT’S EVIL POWER THOSE
O’ER THE SEAS WILL NOT
TAKE IT, AND
FALL TO IT AT LENGTH. AND THE
LANDS AND THE OCEANS
CAN CHANGE. IT
WOUNDS HEARTS WITH DESIRE. FOR GOOD OR
ILL IT’S OUR BURDEN. IF
SAURON’S OVERTHROWN THE
MENACE GREAT. WE MUST BREAK
IT TO
HIS THRONE WE’D ASCEND, WE
CANNOT WIELD IT OR HIDE IT AND
CLAIM IT FOR OUR OWN. OUR
ONE HOPE IS TO UNMAKE IT. GANDALF, ARAGORN, ELROND THE
RING WAS FORGED WITH AN EVIL POWER. WE
CANNOT HIDE OR USE IT, IT
MUST BE DESTROYED WHERE IT WAS MADE, A
GREAT RISK BUT WE’RE FORCED TO CHOOSE IT. AND
CAST IT INTO THE CRACK OF DOOM, IN
THE MOUNTAINS OF SAURON’S LAND. IN
THAT EVIL PLACE MANY
PERILS FACE WITHIN
REACH OF SAURON’S HAND. BOROMIR This
is folly beyond belief! You propose
that we travel the road to despair. We
are all agreed that Sauron must not regain the ring yet you would send it
there. GANDALF Only
those who see the end beyond doubt would despair. If it is folly, this folly may be our best chance. He would never think that we would destroy
the ring and thus as he sends forth his forces against us and scours the land
searching for the ring. His eye may not
look to his own land where his danger is the greatest. FRODO GANDALF
I WILL TAKE IT INTO
FOUL MORDOR. THOUGH
TRULY I DON’T KNOW THE WAY. THE
RING HAS NOW PASSED ON
TO ME AT THE LAST. THE
BURDEN IS MINE FROM THIS DAY. GANDALF TIS
TOO GREAT A BURDEN TO
PUT ON ANOTHER. TAKEN
FREELY I SAY YOU CHOOSE WELL. LET
THE EVIL ONE QUAKE AS
THE HOBBITS AWAKE TO
A FUTURE THAT NONE CAN FORETELL. ELROND The
task I will take is to choose you companions.
The number must be few to best avoid Sauron’s eye. The fellowship will be nine. First chosen is Gandalf for he has been
chief in all of this. From the free
folk of the west, Gimli son of Gloin shall go for the dwarfs. Legolas shall go for the elves. I would ask Aragorn to go as the ring
concerns him closely, and Eowyn. EOWYN Lord
Elrond, I am forced to decline the honor of joining in the fellowship. My king is old and some evil shadow seems to
lie over him. My brothers Theodred and
Eomer lead two companies of the Riders of Rohan against the forces which gather
on our borders. I must return to lend
aid to my king as I can. BOROMIR Elrond, though I am bound to Gondor, I will take
Eowyn’s place and travel with the company as far as my own land. (Preparations begin. Attendants come out with packs, robes, etc.
for the members of the Fellowship.
Aragorn hands his broken sword to two elves who exit. Bilbo and Frodo come down stage and Bilbo
solemnly presents a sword, a mail shirt, and other gifts to Frodo.) GIMLI: I
SHALL GO FOR THE DWARVES. ARAGORN
& BOROMIR: AS
WE SHALL GO FOR MEN. SAM,
MERRY & PIPPIN: WE’LL GO FOR THE SHIRE-FOLK AND
NOT LIVE IN FEAR AGAIN. LEGOLAS: AND
FOR THE NORTHERN ELVES I
TOO JOIN IN THIS QUEST. ALL: WE
MAKE THIS FELLOWSHIP FROM
THE PEOPLES OF THE WEST. FRODO, SAM, MERRY, PIPPIN SO
TO FRIENDSHIP WE WILL TRUST, AND
LEAVE BEHIND OUR SIMPLE LIVES. THE
SHIRE HAD BEEN UNTOUCHED BY
THE STORM THAT NOW ARRIVES. ELROND LET
THERE BE NO MISTAKE, THIS
IS A BATTLE TO THE DEATH. ALL IT
IS OUR VERY LIVES WE
DEFEND TO OUR LAST BREATH. ARAGORN, LEGOLAS, GIMLI,
BOROMIR, GANDALF MAY
THE STORM BE HELD AT BAY, BY
ELF AND DWARF AND MAN, ALL AND
IN THIS OLD ALLIANCE, THE
HOBBITS NOW SHALL STAND. ELROND: SOON
YOU MUST DEPART. ALL: MAY
HOPE LIVE IN OUR HEART. ARAGORN: WITH THE
SWORD REMADE FIRM IN MY HAND! (The two elves
return carrying Anduril, Aragorn’s sword.) The lights
fade. Frodo and Bilbo are sitting alone
in Bilbo’s room. Bilbo puls a small
wooden box out from under his bed. BILBO My dear Frodo.
I hope that after your journey here and having spent time in Rivendell you
understand better why left the Shire. I
wanted to see mountains again, mountains;
and then find somewhere I could rest. I
am old and I can feel it in my heart of hearts. I felt all thin and stretched. FRODO I do uncle Bilbo.
It heartens me that you feel better but I must admit that I miss the
Shire already. Leaving it was the
hardest thing I’ve done even when the decision was made. BILBO Let us hope that it is the hardest part of your
journey but I fear it is not. I have for you some gifts that I hope will prove
useful.
(Bilbo takes a small sword in a worn
leather scabbard. He draws it out and
with little effort drives it deep into a wooden beam.) This is Sting.
Take it, if you like. I shant
want it again I expect. Also there is
this. (Bilbo takes a parcel out of the box and unwraps it.) It
is my dwarf-mail that Thorin gave me. I
brought all the mementos of my Journey with me, except the Ring of course. I don’t expect I will need it now. You can wear it under your outer clothes and
just a plain hobbit you will look. But
there is more to you now than appears on the surface. FRODO Very well, I will take it. I cannot thank you properly for all of this
and your past kindness. BILBO Don’t try.
I will feel happier knowing that you are wearing it. I have a fancy it would turn even the knives
of the Black Riders. Good luck to
you. All I ask in return is that you
take as much care of yourself as possible and bring back as much news and old
songs and tales as you can. I will do my best to finish my book before you
return. I would like to write a second
if I am spared. I SIT BESIDE THE FIRE AND THINK OF HOW THE WORLD WILL BE, WHEN WINTER COMES WITHOUT A SPRING THAT I SHALL EVER SEE. FOR STILL THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS THAT I HAVE NEVER SEEN: IN EVERY WOOD IN EVERY SPRING THERE IS A DIFFERENT GREEN. I SIT BESIDE THE FIRE AND THINK OF PEOPLE LONG AGO, AND PEOPLE WHO WILL SEE A WORLD THAT I WILL NEVER KNOW. BUT ALL THE WHILE I SIT AND THINK OF TIMES THERE WERE BEFORE, I LISTEN FOR RETURNING FEET AND VOICES AT THE DOOR. Do take care Frodo. And watch after the others as best you can. (As the lights
fade on Frodo and Bilbo, a mighty horn blast is heard as the lights rise to
reveal the company preparing to depart.) BOROMIR Loud
and clear my war horn sounds. May all
the enemies of Gondor fear my sword as well. ARAGORN Unless
it is within the lands of Gondor, I pray thee do not sound your horn if but to
warn of danger. BOROMIR I
have always sounded this horn before a fight or a journey. I understand that our hope lies in secrecy
but I will not begin our travel skulking like a thief or tracker. ELROND THESE
ARE THE LAST WORDS I
GIVE FOR YOUR JOURNEY AS
THE BEAR’R SETS FORTH ON HIS QUEST TO
HIM ALONE IS
ANY CHARGE GIVEN AND
IS DONE AT THE COUNCIL’S BEHEST. GOOD
FRODO BAGGINS KNOW
WHAT YOU CARRY KNOW
WELL YOU CANNOT CAST IT AWAY. IT
CANNOT REACH SAURON OR
THE HANDS OF HIS SERVANT NO
ONE BUT THOSE HERE TODAY. YOU,
THOSE WHO GO WITH HIM, COMPANIONS
TO HELP ON HIS WAY MAY
CHOOSE TO GO ELSEWHERE OR
RETURN BUT NEVER DELAY. THOUGH
AS YOU GO FURTHER HARDER
WILL IT BE TO DEPART FROM
THE RING OR BEARER THOUGH
YOU KNOW NOT THE STRENGTH OF YOUR HEART. GIMLI FAITHLESS
IS HE WHO TURNS AWAY WHO
LET’S JOURNEY TURN TO FLIGHT. ELROND IT’S
FOOLS WHO VOW TO WALK IN DARK BEFORE
THEY’VE SEEN THE NIGHT. LEGOLAS YET
OATH’S MAY STRENGTHEN QUAKING HEART. ELROND THE
SAME MAY SERVE TO BREAK IT. MAKE
OATH TO LOOK NO FURTHER THAN IT
TAKES TO NOT FORSAKE IT. GANDALF WE
GO WITH THE GOOD HEARTS OF
FREE FOLK, MEN AND ELVES. PRAY
WE FIND NO DARKNESS DEEPER
THAN WITHIN OURSELVES. The Company
collects its belongings and begins its journey east to MORDOR. ELROND: BEHOLD,
THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING. ARAGORN: ARISE,
NOW ANDURIL IS REMADE. ELROND
& THE NINE: BEHOLD,
OF PERILOUS QUEST WE SING. CHORUS: ARISE,
LET TREACHERY BE REPAID. CHORUS: THE
FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING THE
FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING THE
NINE AGAINST THE NINE THE
FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING. THE
HOBBITS: BEHOLD,
THE AWAKING OF THE SHIRE. CHORUS: ARISE,
FOR MORDOR’S END WE’LL BRING. BEHOLD,
THE UNMAKING IN THE FIRE. ARISE,
FOR THE ENDING OF THE ONE RING. BLACKOUT
Act II
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