"The eyes were hollow and the carven beard was broken, but about the
high stern forehead there was a coronal of silver and gold. A trailing
plant with flowers like small white stars had bound itself across the
brows as if in reverence for the fallen king, and in the crevices of
his stony hair yellow stonecrop gleamed.
'They cannot conquer for ever!' said Frodo. And then suddenly  the
brief glimpse was gone. The Sun dipped and vanished, and as if at
shuttering of a lamp, black night fell."

(J.R.R.Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers, London, 2007, 919).

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