Aragorn knelt beside him. Boromir opened his eyes and strove to speak. At last slow words came.
“I tried to take the Ring from Frodo ’ he said. “I am sorry. I have paid.” … “They have gone: the Halflings: the Orcs have taken them. …” He paused and his eyes closed wearily. After a moment, he spoke again.
“Farewell, Aragorn! Go to Minas Tirith and save my people! I have failed.”“No!” said Aragorn, taking his hand and kissing his brow. “You have conquered. Few have gained such a victory. Be at peace! Minas Tirith shall not fall!”
Boromir smiled.
“Which way did they go? Was Frodo there?” said Aragorn.
But Boromir did not speak again.
“Alas!” said Aragorn. “Thus passes the heir of Denethor, Lord of the Tower of Guard!