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''-Hail Gurthang! No lord or loyalty dost thou know, save the hand that wieldeth thee. From no blood wilt thou shrink. Wilt thou therefore take Túrin Turambar, wilt thou slay me swiftly?' -And from the blade rang a cold voice in answer: -'Yea, I will drink thy blood gladly, that so I may forget the blood of Beleg my master, and the blood of Brandir slain unjustly. I will slay thee swiftly.''
It is not our part to master all the tides of the world, but to do what is in us for the succor of those years wherein we are set, uprooting the evil in the fields that we know, so that those who live after may have clean earth to till.
Melkor, later known as Morgoth, is Middle-earth’s equivalent of Lucifer, or Satan. Tolkien describes him as the greatest of the Ainur, as Lucifer was the greatest of the archangels. Like Lucifer, Melkor is the embodiment and primeval perpetrator of the sin of pride and is intent on corrupting humanity for his own purposes. Melkor desired “to subdue to his will both Elves and Men, envying the gifts with which Ilúvatar promised to endow them; and he wished himself to have subjects and servants, and to be called Lord, and to be master over other wills.”
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And from the blade rang a cold voice in answer: ‘Yea, I will drink thy blood gladly, that so I may forget the blood of Beleg my master, and the blood of Brandir slain unjustly. I will slay thee swiftly.’
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Nienor
Looking down upon Túrin she cried: ‘Farewell, O twice beloved! A Túrin Turambar turun ambartanen: master of doom by doom mastered! O happy to be dead!’
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Morgoth's curse
‘Sit now there; and look out upon the lands where evil and despair shall come upon those whom thou lovest. Thou hast dared to mock me, and to question the power of Melkor, Master of the fates of Arda. Therefore with my eyes thou shalt see, and with my ears thou shalt hear; and never shalt thou move from this place until all is fulfilled unto its bitter end.
‘See, half-brother!’ he said. ‘This is sharper than thy tongue. Try but once more to usurp my place and the love of my father, and maybe it will rid the Noldor of one who seeks to be the master of thralls.’
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And deep in their dark hearts the Orcs loathed the Master whom they served in fear, the maker only of their misery. This it may be was the vilest deed of Melkor, and the most hateful to Ilúvatar.
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But he desired rather to subdue to his will both Elves and Men, envying the gifts with which Ilúvatar promised to endow them; and he wished himself to have subjects and servants, and to be called Lord, and to be a master over other wills.
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Gimli-Legolas! What a weird friendship you have!:)))
"Forty-two, Master Legolas! he cried. "Alas!My axe is notched: the forty-second had an iron collar on his neck.How is it with you?
"You have passed my score by one," answered Legolas.
"Kırk iki, Efendi Legolas! diye bağırdı. "Heyhat! Baltam çentik çentik oldu: Kırk ikincisinin boynunda demirden bir tasma vardı. Sen ne alemdesin?"
"Bir fazlasıyla benim sayımı geçmişsin, diye cevap verdi Legolas.
Ah Gimli herkese kafa tutuyorsun! :))
"I would cut off your head,beard and all, Master Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground" said Eomer.
"Sakalınla makalınla kelleni uçururdum Cüce Efendi, eğer yerden biraz daha yüksekte olsaydı," dedi Eomer."
Ah Tolkien nasıl anlatımlar bunlar, you are a master!
"The sound of the falling water may bring us sleep and forgetfullness of grief."
"Dökülen suların sesi uykumuzu getirir, acımızı unutturur belki."
Tolkien, master of words, yine konuşturmuş kelimeleri:)
They were ready to say farewell, as nearly heavy of heart as was possible on such a morning: cool, bright and clean under a washed autumn sky of thin blue.
Böylesi bir günde -yani serin, parlak ve yeni yıkanmış açık mavi gök yüzü altında, tertemiz bir günde-içleri ne kadar sıkılabilirse o kadar sıkıntıyla vedalaşmaya hazırlandılar.
The Master of Wood, Water and Hill.
"...who is Tom Bombadil?"
"He is the Master of wood,water and hill."
"Then all this strange land belongs to him?"
"No, indeed! That would be a burden......The trees and the grasses and all things growing or living in the land belong each to themselves. Tom Bombadil is the master......He has no fear."
the most unlikely person imaginable, Bilbo from the Shire :)
The Ring was trying to get back to its master. It had slipped from Isıldur's hand and betrayed him; then a chance came it caught poor Deagol, and he was murdered; after that Gollum, it had devoured him. It could make no further use of him: he was too small and mean; and as long as it stayed with him he would never leave his deep pool again. So now, when its master was awake once more and sending out his dark thought from Mirkwood, it abandoned Gollum. Only to be picked up by the most unlikely person imaginable: Bilbo from the Shire!