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Rh Of the great door; but though the hanging lamps Showed their faint light through the unshuttered windows, Nor door, nor mouth, nor slipper made a noise, Nor on the ancient beaten paths, that wound From well-side or from plough-land, was there noise; And there had been no sound of living thing Before him or behind, but that far-off On the horizon edge bellowed the herds. Knowing that silence brings no good to kings, And mocks returning victory, he Between the pillars with a beating heart And saw where in the midst of the great hall Pale-faced, alone upon a bench, Edain