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the silmarillion-第67章

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on the west side of the stone; and upon it he cut these words: Here lies also Morwen Eledhwen。 
It is told that a seer and harp…player of Brethil named Glirhuin made a song; saying that the Stone of the Hapless  
should not be defiled by Morgoth nor ever thrown down; not though the sea should drown all the land; as after indeed  
befell; and still Tol Morwen stands alone in the water beyond the new coasts that were made in the days of the wrath of  
the Valar。 But Húrin does not lie there; for his doom drove him on; and the Shadow still followed him。 
 
Now Húrin crossed over Teiglin and passed southwards down the ancient road that led to Nargothrond; and he  
saw far off to the eastward the lonely height of Amon R?dh; and knew what had befallen there。 At length he came to the  
banks of Narog; and ventured the passage of the wild river upon the fallen stones of the bridge; as Mablung of Doriath  
had ventured it before him; and he stood before the broken Doors of Felagund; leaning upon his staff。 
Here it must be told that after the departure of Glaurung M?m the Petty…Dwarf had found his way to Nargothrond;  
and crept within the ruined halls; and he took possession of them; and sat there fingering the gold and the gems; letting  
them run ever through his hands; for none came nigh to despoil him; from dread of the spirit of Glaurung and his very  
memory。 But now one had e; and stood upon the threshold; and M?m came forth; and demanded to know his  
purpose。 But Húrin said: 'Who are you; that would hinder me from entering the house of Finrod Felagund?' 
Then the Dwarf answered: 'I am M?m; and before the proud ones came from over the Sea; Dwarves delved the  
halls of Nulukkizd?n。 I have but returned to take what is mine; for I am the last of my people。' 
'Then you shall enjoy your inheritance no longer;' said Húrin; 'for I am Húrin son of Galdor; returned out of  
Angband; and my son was Túrin Turambar; whom you have not forgotten; and he it was that slew Glaurung the Dragon;  
who wasted these halls where now you sit; and not unknown is it to me by whom the Dragon…helm of Dor…lómin was  
betrayed。' 
Then M?m in great fear besought Húrin to take what he would; but to spare his life; but Húrin gave no heed to his  
prayer; and slew him there before the doors of Nargothrond。 Then he entered in; and stayed a while in that dreadful  
place; where the treasures of Valinor lay strewn upon the floors in darkness and decay; but it is told that when Húrin  
came forth from the wreck of Nargothrond and stood again beneath the sky he bore with him out of all that great hoard  
but one thing only。 
Now Húrin journeyed eastward; and he came to the Meres of Twilight above the Falls of Sirion; and there he was  
taken by the Elves that guarded the western marches of Doriath; and brought before King Thingol in the Thousand  
Caves。 Then Thingol was filled with wonder and grief when he looked on him; and knew that grim and aged man for  
Húrin Thalion; the captive of Morgoth; but he greeted him fairly and showed him honour。 Húrin made no answer to the  
King; but drew forth from beneath his cloak that one thing which he had taken with him out of Nargothrond; and that  
was no lesser treasure than the Nauglamír; the Necklace of the Dwarves; that was made for Finrod Felagund long years  
before by the craftsmen of Nogrod and Belegost; most famed of all their works in the Elder Days; and prized by Finrod  
while he lived above all the treasures of Nargothrond。 And Húrin cast it at the feet of Thingol with wild and bitter words。 
'Receive thou thy fee;' he cried; 'for thy fair keeping of my children and my wife! For this is the Nauglamír; whose  
name is known to many among Elves and Men; and I bring it to thee out of the darkness of Nargothrond; where Finrod  
thy kinsman left it behind him when he set forth with Beren son of Barahir to fulfil the errand of Thingol of Doriath!' 
Then Thingol looked upon the great treasure; and knew it for the Nauglamír; and well did he understand Húrin's  
intent; but being filled with pity he restrained his wrath; and endured Húrin's scorn。 And at the last Melian spoke; and  
said: 'Húrin Thalion; Morgoth hath bewitched thee; for he that seeth through Morgoth's eyes; willing or unwilling; seeth  
all things crooked。 Long was Túrin thy son fostered in the halls of Menegroth; and shown love and honour as the son of  
the King; and it was not by the King's will nor by mine that he came never back to Doriath。 And afterwards thy wife and  
thy daughter were harboured here with honour and goodwill; and we sought by all means that we might to dissuade  
Morwen from the road to Nargothrond。 With the voice of Morgoth thou dost now upbraid thy friends。' 
And hearing the words of Melian Húrin stood moveless; and he gazed long into the eyes of the Queen; and there  
in Menegroth; defended still by the Girdle of Melian from the darkness of the Enemy; he read the truth of all that was  
done; and tasted at last the fullness of woe that was measured for him by Morgoth Bauglir。 And he spoke no more of  
what was past; but stooping lifted up the Nauglamír from where it lay before Thingol's chair; and he gave it to him;  
saying: 'Receive now; lord; the Necklace of the Dwarves; as a gift from one who has nothing; and as a memorial of Húrin  
of Dor…lómin。 For now my fate is fulfilled; and the purpose of Morgoth achieved; but I am his thrall no longer。' 
Then he turned away; and passed out from the Thousand Caves; and all that saw him fell back before his face;  
and none sought to withstand his going; nor did any know whither he went。 But it is said that Húrin would not live  
thereafter; being bereft of all purpose and desire; and cast himself at last into the western sea; and so ended the mightiest  
of the warriors of mortal Men。 
 
But when Húrin was gone from Menegroth; Thingol sat long in silence; gazing upon the great treasure that lay  
upon his knees; and it came into his mind that it should be remade; and in it should be set the Silmaril。 For as the years  
passed Thingol's thought turned unceasingly to the jewel of F?anor; and became bound to it; and he liked not to let it rest  
even behind the doors of his inmost treasury; and he was minded now to bear it with him always; waking and sleeping。 
In those days the Dwarves still came on their journeys into Beleriand from their mansions m Ered Lindon; and  
passing over Gelion at Sam Athrad; the Ford of Stones; they travelled the ancient road to Doriath; for their skill in the  
working of metal and stone was very great; and there was much need of their craft in the halls of Menegroth。 But they  
came now no longer in small parties as aforetime; but in great panies well armed for their protection in the perilous  
lands between Aros and Gelion; and they dwelt in Menegroth at such times in chambers and smithies set apart for them。  
At that very time great craftsmen of Nogrod were lately e into Doriath; and the King therefore summoning them  
declared his desire; that if their skill were great enough they should remake the Nauglamír; and in it set the Silmaril。  
Then the Dwarves looked upon the work of their fathers; and they beheld with wonder the shining jewel of F?anor; and  
they were filled with a great lust to possess them; and carry them off to their far homes in the mountains。 But they  
dissembled their mind; and consented to the task。 
Long was their labour; and Thingol went down alone to their deep smithies; and sat ever among them as they  
worked。 In time his desire was achieved; and the greatest of the works of Elves and Dwarves were brought together and  
made one; and its beauty was very great; for now the countless jewels of the Nauglamír did reflect and cast abroad in  
marvellous hues the light of the Silmaril amidmost。 Then Thingol; being alone among them; made to take it up and clasp  
it about his neck; but the Dwarves m that moment withheld it from him; and demanded that he yield it up to them;  
saying: 'By what right does the Elvenking lay claim to the Nauglamír; that was made by our fathers for Finrod Felagund  
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