Canto Six: Pursuit
But as he turned back to his friend,
A movement his eye did attend:
A shadow on the mountain's side,
That could not in dimness hide.
Without a word he turned his horse,
And raced upon a newfound course:
For the road to Sammath Naur,
He raced in the war's final hour.
Behind him Elrond followed then,
Elendil called out to his men:
After me, the causeway now!
Sauron's escape they must not allow.
If Sauron managed to slip away,
And lived to fight another day:
All their sacrifice was for nought,
For nothing died all those who fought.
Down the causeway's length they raced,
Distance narrowed to those they chased:
Gil-galad seemed sped on wings,
More like star than son of kings.
Sauron then abandoned guile,
Onto the causeway he came in style:
Guard of trolls and evil men,
Race for turn to Morgul then.
The slow trolls behind were left,
Piling rocks full-great in heft:
Across the road to bar their path,
But Gil-galad at them did laugh.
Jumped the rocks leaving trolls behind,
Trolls then tried to more rocks find:
To slow the path of those behind,
Elrond frantic to his king find.
Just at the turn Gil-galad caught,
Guards and Sauron whom he sought:
The guards all tried to bar his way,
But Aeglos' wrath they could not stay.
Aeglos blazed a brilliant white,
Searing away oncoming night;
Seeming to dim the baleful ire,
Of the great Orodruin's fire.
Half the men then turned and fled,
Thinking they would soon be dead;
Those who had remained true,
Found their swords broken in two.
Behind them Sauron turned away
To Sammath Naur he made his way:
Gil-galad followed through the shade,
Speeding to where the Ring was made.