English poem
Who art thou, eyeless wretch, that thus obstructest the…
“Who art thou, eyeless wretch, that thus obstructest the lion’s path? Ijim shall rend thy feeble joints, thou tempter of dark Ijim! Thou hast the form of Tiriel, but I know thee well enough! Stand from my path, foul fiend! Is this the last of thy deceits— To be a hypocrite, and stand in shape of a blind beggar?”