- Gimli Glóin's son, have you your axe ready?
- Nay, Lord, said Gimli, but I can speedily fetch it if there be need.
- You shall judge, said Éomer. For there are certain rash words concerning the Lady of the Golden Wood that lie still between us. And I have seen her with my eyes.
- Well, Lord, said Gimli, and what say you now?
- Alas! said Éomer. I will not say that she is the fairest lady that lives.
- Then I must go for my axe, said Gimli.
- But first I will plead this excuse, said Éomer. Had I seen her in other company, I would have said all that you could wish. But now I will put Queen Arwen Evenstar first, and I am ready to do battle on my own part with any who deny me. Shall I call for my sword?
Then Gimli bowed low.
Nay, you are excused for my part, Lord, he said. You have chosen the Evening, but my love is given to the Morning. And my heart forebodes that soon it will pass away for ever.
LotR, Book VI, Chapter VI - Many Partings

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