Don't Faramir's words remind you in some ways of a sermon? I can't help
thinking that Tolkien believed that "real sermons required some special
grace which does not transcend art but arrives at it by instinct or
'inspiration'" (letter 63)-- Faramir does have that grace. Words do
elegantly flow from him in spiritual way. Interesting that this letter was
written about the same time that Faramir came to Tolkien.
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Hither are you gone from me
To this longing-- to this strain.
Neither are we far from free
From this aching-- from this pain.
Burden lost or lest sustain
All our misery--delay.
Drink in deeply to detain
What we can not quench today.
--C.A. Jolin

Boromir's Betrayal by
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